"Breathe, Luna, lest your prophecy fulfills itself.">And if she'd kept up her front, it very well could have.>"You... but... this is a CRISIS..."
"The first childbirth is always the hardest. You'll be fine, I know it.">"B-but..." She gulps. "How..? You can't know."
"You know, when I was out campaigning-">"Tia, can we not..?"
"...an officer of mine's horse sprained it's leg on a desert march.">Oh, yes we can.
"I spent the next three days wondering why he didn't just put the limping thing down and make some extra food for the rest of us. Know what he did when I asked him?">"...what?"
"He leaned against the horse's side, and PUSHED.">"That's... cruel."
"Well, no. The horse stumbled, but it didn't fall. It stepped and STOOD on the leg it had been shielding, and just like that, it stopped limping.">"O-oh... uhh, so..?"
"Yes, Luna.">You grab her shoulders, staring her in the eyes.
"You are the horse.">She immediately quivers, eyeing the water below her.>"W-w-wait... I... I'm not... I-I can't..."
"Don't worry.">You pull her in again, this time with your hand on the back of her head, a full embrace. The best one in your arsenal.
"I'm not here to push you.">That seems to break her, her quivers turning into tremors and half-muted sobs.
"Just a little nudge. Promise.">"Y-you don't... you don't get it... it's not just a little... cringe.">She sucks through her nose.>"Last time I touched it... i-i-it all happened again in my head, e-except I could feel everything... t-then I panicked and-"
"Okay, calm down.">She freezes in place under your arms, even her breath going silent.
"Remember when you attended your first execution?">"Y-yeah." She stammers.
"Your face was glued to my skirt the whole time. Five beheadings later, you didn't even flinch. This is the same thing.">"I... I dunno... this feels different..."
"I told you to wait six months, remember? That was a preposterous overestimate, but that time is there."