She wraps her arms around him, weary, but so very glad to see him. "All is well," she says. "Ludmilla and her son are resting comfortably."

She slides gratefully into the chair, picks up the drink there and sips. "He is a big lad, but he was cooperative with positioning himself the right way to come out."

Koshchei winces visibly at her description of the baby as a 'big lad'. "Thank you, Kreyu," he rumbles. "One was...worried."

She smiles at Koshchei. "I was happy to be able to help." She reaches for Skellig's hand. "You might need to....adjust the truth a bit if Sasha is not alive anymore, when you take her home," she warns Koshchei.