Crystal stood in front of the open fridge but she wasn't looking for anything. Slowly and somehow calmly, she closed the door then turned around to face Waiola. "What is there to talk about?" She breathed out, crossing her arms. "I don't know what to say other than whatever you choose to do, I'm going to support you." Crystal had never thought about possibilities of kids because with her preferences, there was no way to have kids.