She smiles suddenly, brushing the horrid thoughts aside. “I enjoy myself,” she replies, “besides, doing what I do helps my friends and colleages. That is what matters to me. Doing all I can, for as long as I can.” 

“I said I’m fine.” Eyes as pink as the tip of her nose glare at him with determination. The wound in question, a fairly bad scrape on her arm, is oozing some blood, but she is against the idea of him touching her. “Look, just. . . Just give the gauze to me and I’ll take care of it, okay?” 

The disappointment, the despair, the sadness: it is instantly replaced with fury. And, without a thought, that anger snaps at the boy. “I don’t want your sympathy,” is hissed at him as she climbs to her feet. 

“Excuse me?!” The voice becomes a bit shrill as she speaks it. Lysithea’s eyes go huge. “The audacity! Well, I never - I - who started that? Was it Claude?” The young mage’s cheeks turn as pink as her eyes and her small fists ball up. Evidently, this particular rumor has her seething. “When I get my hands on that no-good - ugh! I do not wander the halls to ask for pastries! And I can’t help that Ashe gets scared so easily. . .” 

She seems to excite herself. Indeed, Lysithea held great interest in these creatures, and in the fantasies Reaver spoke of. “Brides... No I suppose none of them could have possibly survived such an attack.” 

She is, as a matter of fact, BUSY. And furthermore, the business that calls to her is to aid him; She’s been neck deep in battle strategy all afternoon. Pink eyes will shut and Lysithea inhales deeply. “Claude,” she looks at him, “Don’t you think we are a little too old for schemes? What’s this about, anyway?” 

It’s highly likely that all the experimentation would have caused Lysithea to be infertile, or at the very least, would cause many complications within the possible pregnancy. However, Lysithea herself never thinks of having children because she knows her lifespan is very limited. Even if her lifespan wasn’t shortened, she would be too afraid to pass on her circumstance to her child. It is easier for her to not think about matters like this. Because she knows about her life expectancy, she has pushed the thought aside. She would rather focus on doing all she can to help the cause than to worry herself over such trivial matters! And besides, it hurts too much to think about.