"You may be required to fight Dean for the right to lend a hand," Faye pointed out, although the smile she wore was appreciative, if a bit weary. She knew that Lily meant well. Trusted that Lily did want to offer whatever amount of help that she could. But it was hard for Faye to accept, in that being helped sometimes made her feel a little less strong. Like she needed that support, else she couldn't stand on her own two feet. And that was a feeling that Faye hated almost more than any other. "He's intent on making sure that all of my needs are met, all the time. And no, I don't just mean that way."

She paused before moving on to the more sobering topics, knowing that there was simply no setting her completely at ease. It couldn't happen, and certainly not before the baby was born.

"There's really nothing I've done that shows I'd be a good mother at all," Faye muttered. "Not that I'm going to go out of my way to make the kid's life difficult, but I'm not the most patient woman around."