"From what he was saying, you're going to be more a priest than a nun—but I know what you mean." Odeon studied her carefully. "I gather that being healed means yau'll be able to join the action now—and want to?"
"Indeed, as eagerly as you. Were it not that I have responsibilities to my patient, I would wish to enjoy you immediately." She looked toward the sleepers, then back to him. "I find that strange, considering the circumstances of my previous sexual experience. But it is also undeniably true. I desire you, and I will undoubtedly desire the others when opportunity presents itself."
"They'll be as glad to hear that as I am, though they might find it a little hard to believe at first. Whatever we tell them later, we'll have to give some sort of explanation for that almost immediately."
"I see no problem there; the truth, in part, should do nicely. All know I have been praying for this; I need only say my prayers have been answered. I need not say how directly just yet, though I agree that we will have to do so eventually."
Odeon chuckled, pleased to find his equanimity returning. "True. It looks like you may not be with us too long, though, if He sends you a child right away."
"It is in His hands—but He said Joan will need us both, so either I will not conceive soon, or He will find a way for me to remain with her."
"Any preference as to the father?"
"Not of the fertile men I know. Were he one, and the choice still mine, I would choose Tiny."
The gentlest of the team, except for Piety herself. A natural choice, Odeon thought, smiling. "He'd make a good father, I think. And it's not completely out of the question, with the same kind of help you've already had."
"True." Chang smiled briefly. "We shall see, when the time comes."