[ Yep yep! She smiles sheepishly now, hand coming up to her face to touch her cheek. ] My.. I'm sorry. I'll try not to sound ancient from now on. [ although, if she knew this was Ja'far — the right-hand man of Sinbad — she'd be a bit amused. ]

I'll prolong that moment for as long as I can, even at the cost of my own safety. [ with a pause, she nods— and then rethinks it. ] Will there be children there?