Ob watched Pandora scry. He let his own innate energy boost hers. Whatever she saw brought a smile, raising her personal energy. When she finally looked up, disconnecting herself from her casting, he scooped her up and lay her on the bed. His hand caressed her belly and he told her of the plans Traeger had shown him. The cradle was beautiful. He looked forward to learning woodworking.
Pandora told her of the vision and Ob laughed. "She will look like her mama, thank the Goddess."
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