"How many Children do you want? Do you want any Children at all? I know that you grew up with so many Siblings, maybe that's put you off having kids?" Alani questioned. "It hasn't, I wouldn't mind having children of my own, what about you, do you want kids?" Fred asked. "I also wouldn't mind having children, but I don't know if I'd be a good Mother, you'd be an amazing Father, there's no doubting that. But I'm not mentally stable, I hear voices." Alani huffed solemnly. "That doesn't mean that you won't be an amazing Mother, you've seen first-hand what a bad Mother looks like, your Mother was evil. You are nothing like her." Fred assured her. "Fine, I'll believe you. Why don't we say how many kids we want on the count of Three?" Alani suggested, Fred nodded and she held her metal left hand up, she signaled a "One" with her finger, then a "Two" and on Three they both said: "Three." 