If someone killed the love of my life, the LAST thing I'm finna do is stop in the middle of a battle, hold his dead body, and WILL MY OVARIES to DROP AN EGG and WILL MY EGG to find HIS SPERM that is STILL SWIMMING IN ME

I just.

Why.

And a shockwave at the moment of conception?

That impregnates every fertile uterus-haver in the city?

Excuse me?

If yall could see my face, I need to stop talking before I get sick.