The little dragon sighed from the movement from his beautiful Barsoomian lover, grateful for the love and physical attentions she already gave him. He was confident that their offspring would do such fine. Since her pregnancy was something of a unique one Hank had told Lockheed to keep an eye on Dejah as often as possible, informing him of anything exceptional if it occurred. So far though things were perfectly healthy.

"I'll get yeh some water then my love, just stay there and rest, ok?" He flapped away to another room, locating a water cooler where he deftly extracted some cool water into a plastic cup, returning to her in a couple of minutes with it held in both paws.