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"I suppose so." Simon still didn't like the idea of spending the night close to the harpy, but didn't relish the idea of freezing much either. His belly felt full and firm, and a little warm, and touching it made him feel sick, both physically and with the knowledge that multiple eggs were growing inside him, and that his own uselessness to Len's group was what had gotten him here in the first place- they were likely glad he was gone. And, of course, there were other humans undergoing the same fate elsewhere in the harpy colony...

"Please, don't-" He stopped short; "don't touch me" sounded so pathetic. "...well, then."