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Gideon!
Gleny shifted her feet beneath her, almost amazed at the fact that when she sat down (which she was doing now), she could not able to see anything down at the flor over her stomach. Well, she could if she leaned far enough but she didn't exactly feel like doing that. Too much work--- or cause too much sweat to happen. It wasn't as if she was complaining about it, just that... alright, it was weird that she was due in basically two months. That was what amazed her because everything had flown by and here they were. Wow. Really close to baby time.

She let out a low breath of air, and then propped her eblows to lay flat on the table. The wedding (again?) was beautiful, everyone there was dressed up so nicely and---- Gleny felt her eyes well up a bit as she pulled her lips back, trying not to make another scene because there was no reason for her to be crying over the beauty of this wedding. They had gone to many weddings before, and while this one was much different than any others (as they all were)---- apparently talking herself out of her hormonal change was not possible.

From the seat next to her, Gideon turned to face her, most likely alarmed at the fact that his wife was making sniffling and weepy noises. Gleny tried to shrug, or at least convey that she was fine, but that only resulted in more sniffling, and much more confusion. "I don't know why I'm crying," she mustered, a frown forming on her face as she pulled one of Gideon's hands into her own.