Reno can't help but look back at you every few minutes before Tseng reminds him for the hundredth time to look forward while piloting.

He had made his thoughts on your presence within this mission clear - at 7 months pregnant, you should be resting at home, never mind flying over Corel for work. But Rufus had required your set of skills for the mission, and the President rarely takes no for an answer.

Now you chat with the other Turks, leaning back on the seat to accommodate for the bump. It's almost a heartwarming sight, until Reno hears you gasp sharply.