How much later it was when her thoughts finally, grudgingly returned, Kes couldn’t say. All she knew was that she felt so just… right with herself now. And so different. Maybe… maybe this is what it felt like to be an adult? She wondered that as she snuggled in just that little bit closer and kissed her new wife’s neck, just under her ear. By the traditions of her people, a person wasn’t considered truly and adult until they had children, and, since she and Anara had just been married, now she did, so, she supposed, she would be considered and adult. Though… she didn’t really want to care about that, because she didn’t really think it was a particularly fair way to judge adulthood, so she deliberately put it out of her mind and put her attention back where she most wanted it to be, with Anara.

”How do you feel?” Kes asked Anara softly. She didn’t get a reply, and realized her wife had fallen off to sleep. She had a content and joyful smile on her lips though, so Kes took that as a good sign that it had gone well.

She got up a little and thought to look for where the children were. Her eyes found Lanam and Tresit on their bed, taking a nap like their mother was. That wasn’t uncommon. Anara and her children were still recovering their energy from their near starvation, after all, and they took naps often. She sighed and laid back down, snuggling up to her wife again. Her wife. She really, really liked the sound of that… She even liked the thought of having children too. These two children in particular, at least. Tresit, while still baffling in some ways, had very much worked his way into her heart. He was very different than the other Kazon males she’d met, in the ways that mattered at least, and he’d defied his uncle to take care of his mother and sister, and that probably endeared him to her the most. And little Lanam, who’s warm smile and trusting heart had won her over right from the start… she was always cheerful, and always made her smile, and that was such a gift. It was bizarre of course, that they were both so much older than she was. She still didn’t really understand how it was possible. They even still seemed like children in most ways, though Tresit had displayed a certain emotional wisdom at times that she would expect from someone so old. They didn’t have an adult’s understanding of the world though, or an adult’s fully developed intelligence. They still seemed to look at the world as children would… The only thing she could guess was that the Kazon must simply develop their minds at a much slower rate.