Cyno your gf talks as you listen. You're not very much interested because it's just her boasting about her heroic duties and inventions, peppering it with puns and quips until she mentions something that catches your ear. "Last night, I dreamed... we had a kid," Cyno began, her tone now serious, her eyes fixed on yours as though relishing your reaction. "It was so real." She wanted it to be real. She'd been experiencing baby fever, the thought of you getting her pregnant filled her mind.