"She didn't give details, but says she will discuss those with us in person if we are interested" Larek replied. He took out a pen and wrote. "We are interested, please tell us more." Not long afterwards, the letter disappeared again. A minute later, there was another teleportation, and a pink-skinned female dressed in a red loincloth and top appeared in the living room. It was Tala.

"Glad to see you are interested, Larek. Any Nyx, you look lovely as usual. Sorry to teleport in so suddenly." 

Veax finished setting the table, and he went to his wife. "So, what are we having to eat, my love?"

Orna looked at Tran. "Oh, it's nothing. I'm good. Did you clean your claws?" She looked down. "Oh, good. You did. Now I... er... oh, I'm a terrible liar, aren't I? Well, I suspect I might be gravid, but there's no real proof yet. I feel a bit off, like something's in me. It's not easy to say just what it feels like. I guess you'd have to experience it yourself. Sorta." She shifted from foot to foot, a bit uneasy.

Kos got back from the farm, able to take a break for a while. "So, how are you feeling, dear?"