"I'm not going to be like my parents, if that's what you're wondering." Ahnasha answered quietly. "It will be born with the gift, so there will be no other option than to raise it as one of us. Being that we are going to be teaching it from birth, essentially, it will perhaps have an easier time with it than either of us. Children are great with learning, after all. I hope it will accept its life, I really do, but once it grows old enough, there will be little we can do if it does not. At the same time, our child really won't have a choice when it comes to the gift. Lycanthropy can be cured, technically, but such a thing is out of reach for most. I would even begin to know how to go about finding one, nor would I want to. I suppose if our child grew of age and was dead set on scouring Tamriel for a cure, I wouldn't stop it. That being said, I might not be so supportive if it started wanting to leave around, say, early adolescence. I'm pretty much expecting some sort of rebellion around that time. That is just how kids are." Ahnasha said with a smile before eating some of the snack Fendros had purchased. There was not too much of it, so she finished it rather quickly.