Gods, why did I think this was a good idea?... Weiss groaned as the pain started up again. Of course, both she and you were ecstatic to learn they had a little one on the way, but Weiss was getting a little sick of the things her body was doing to her during the process. The mood swings had gotten worse; one moment she was cheerful and couldn't wait for her child to arrive; the next she was pissed off, irritated, and considering bashing your skull in for knocking her up. Her hand roamed over the enlarged bump that was once her belly, seeing if she could at least feel the little one kicking. You and the others had been there to support her every step of the way, and for that she was thankful.

Reaching her hand up and rubbing the temple of her head, she felt her stomach growl slightly. "Really? Hungry again?" She murmured, irritated. Times like this really made her wonder how the hell her mother did this three times. After a few moments, she took a deep breath and called out. "You!" For the few moments she sat there waiting, her eyes slowly lowered to the ring on her hand, and against all odds, a small smile came to her face. Upon your entry into the room, Weiss looked up at you and spoke. "Hey, can you make me something to eat? Please?" She asked, trying her best to smile despite teetering on rage and joy.