The Mountain-Father himself might be cautioned by how intensely she adores her. She watches her with a quiet wonder, cannot imagine that there is any way she can respond that will do justice to how those words have moved her, how her Lakshmi moves her. Her breath is shallow in her chest, and she is about to draw her into an embrace, when—

a kick. Magni's mouth is caught in a surprised, thrilled smile. Kisses Lakshmi's cheek, and murmurs against her ear, "Min løveinne, your words—" Maybe trying to speak was a poor choice. Never her strength, and she is already so tired, so exhausted. "I wish I could explain." How Lakshmi makes her feel, how she feels about Lakshmi, let her know beyond any doubt how much Magni adores her. There could never be words for that. It seems madness to try.

Another kiss to her Rani's cheek, before she kneels down before Lakshmi, kisses the swell of her belly, and rests her forehead against it. "Be kind to your mother, little cub." I missed you, too. I love you.