That makes her smile, brightness catching the corners of her mouth. "It knows you, as it knows me. You are of this place as much as you are of your homelands. These—"

A little sigh, happier, as her hands rest against Lakshmi's abdomen, thumb stroking over it, and she gently nudges her Rani's nose with her own. "This is your homeland, too."

And they would need to make sure that the child honoured the traditions of both their parents. They worshipped different gods— but maybe they could just let them decide which gods spoke most to them, and teach them a reverence for all of them. Quietly, "we were always bound. Even before we met."