Shell in your pocket

Ah shit. This wasn't her first rodeo but she hadn't expected the cramps to come when she was half way across the expanse of water, swimming back to the island. Her head dropped below the water as a particularly painful contraction overtook her, and she managed to hold her breath and kick back to the surface. It wasn't like she could just start giving birth in the middle of the ocean, could she? Her bird seemed to realise what was happening and quickly flew ahead to Daager Isle, shrieking out his alarm as he went. All Modesty could do was paddle. It wasn't just her life that depended on it.

“Speech.”