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“Abeni and Abel...” Hijil grinned, “Those sound like they go together.” Not that she would know, of course, that they were good twin names, having never met twins personally. She wasn't so sure about Donastin, but again – Hijil knew she didn't know what she was talking about, and Bhima did. “Is Dan a strong name?” she asked, “Or Korin?” Somehow, for some reason, she was starting to come up with names. It was remarkable, as if there was a mechanism inside of her - like those found sometimes in the ruins beneath the jungle matting - that just spat out ideas, one by one, it's pace growing faster and faster. “Anoli? Maybe... Seber?” The question was, would it stop now that it had started?

“Yes. A list. That would be a good idea... But what do you mean, when they arrive? When they arrive here or...” she traced a finger over Bhima's muscular neck, “With you?”

Hijil shifted both to give Bhima room and to watch as she wrote the names down. “Ishida, Abeni – Abeni for both, Nena, Gamelen, Donastin, Abel, Korin, Anoli...” She waited for Bhima to catch up. She couldn't actually read very well, but she could guess by the lengths of the words, and the number of words that had been written.

“Oh! Yes. That makes sense. 'You' and 'Child' aren't very good names...” Hijil blinked, “Oh! Unless... Mwana? I've heard that used for 'child' but I think its a name, too?”

“Specific?” Hijil smiled, “Oh, no...” She leaned against Bhima, snuggling closer, “Just... them. Whoever they are, whatever they turn out to be.” She giggled girlishly, “They'll be wonderful, whatever they are. Our children.” She kissed Bhima on the cheek again, curling her muscular arm around Bhima's back and bringing her in to kiss her again. She would never be tired of Bhima, that she knew. She would never have enough of her, or be satisfied with anything less than a life with her. She snuggled into her. “Go.” she reiterated, stroking her arm, “But not too long?”