"We were at the point of overpopulation, so the trend was to have less children."

When Nokosi pulled back, Billy turned his head toward the mirror to have a look. It was...cute. "Where did you learn to fix hair?" The man probably sorted his own routinely, but more elaborate routines were usually done to someone else.

"Shots just make me uncomfortable, but it seems that I'm the only one who will need one." He winced, rubbing his arm. "I know it's foolish, considering how many times I've been sliced open by far more threatening implements, but the anticipation eventually gets to you."

Well, there was his answer. "So that's what it was," Billy said to himself with a blush, not quite as quietly as he should have.