"I know," Ellie said, smiling tightly. "I've been trying to think of something...but a name should have meaning, and I don't know her yet."

She looked down at the table. "I don't feel very brave," she confessed. "I don't think I've not been afraid since...well, since the day I found out I was pregnant. And does how she came about makes such a difference? Really? I'd like to think so, I really would. She certainly hasn't known much love since." In a bizarre way, she thought she could be almost grateful to the daeva for involving himself (if he really did have benign intentions, which she wasn't about to take for granted.) If he was teaching her how to trust, though, that would have to be a good thing. Wouldn't it? Ellie still wasn't terribly good at that herself, so it was hard to say for sure.