"Before we go to bed... There's something I'd like to point out" Ethrindae nodded at the ratfolk's sleeping form.

"I think she may be planning on killing her daughter and herself. And also that her daughter is an undead or a darkling" the elf lowered her eyes.
"That kind of empty stare... I'm familiar with. And there's not a lot of reasons her daughter wouldn't be 'carrying anything anymore'"