"To heck I wouldn't," Callan laughed a little bit, "you annoy me enough and I might stick you in a tent." Callan looked up at her sister, "Trust me, if you're going to be in Seven, you're definitely going to be helping me. Let's face it -- between my lack of emotional and mental stability and Carver, doing whatever he does. I'm going to need all the help I can get."

The elder twin ran a hand over her stomach as she thought to herself, "Who knows, perhaps you'll like being an aunt so much that you'll want one of your own." Cal smirked up at her sister, "I'm kidding. But hey, I told you I called this room and you took it anyways. If I wasn't expecting I would fight you for it."