[ Don't worry little bride-to-be, Kaoru takes that opportunity to embrace her briefly. He'll take those little things, and she's probably had a rough day. It's kind of cute she wants to have a little chat with her in the forest like this, but as they get across the slightly rougher terrain, the toy seems to worm its way deeper into her depths, all while still thickening in girth. By now, they've actually reached a smaller built shrine, meant to honor the minor forest spirits with offerings. Tempura shrimp, oddly enough. But there's a place for them to sit than stand and have this talk... Which does surprise Kaoru, but not for reasons to be expected. Unlike her, he can keep his voice more even, even if it sounds a little dumbstruck by what she said. ]

Mother of the god's children... Well, I'd be deaf if I hadn't overheard bits and pieces around the shrine. I just thought it was more symbolic, the wedding and stuff.

[ When Anzu mentions being chosen as the mother, something has reached far enough in her nether area that it sits right below the very part of her that will carry those kits.

But when Kaoru says it with solemn, but still gentle affirmation, that trial piece will firmly nudge right against her cervix. Nothing that would be painful, it's just making a point here about her womb. ]

Got it.

...Thank you for telling me, Anzu— if you won't let it change us, I won't either.

[ He shrugs off his haori, draping it over Anzu's shoulders. She gets another hug again, because it's a warm gesture that isn't too affectionate, she's rather flushed and embarrassed. ]