Nathan's face seemed to darken even more as he glowered into the fire place at the thought, but he said, "Because Ciceron... some times the gods amuse themselves by dealing out peculiar hands of fate... hands that when ignored lead to pain and regret. What if for the sake of literally giving voice to a scheme I should snuff out the possible life of my child... and then Astrid should never conceive. If this small... creature inside of her has my blood, my DNA, that marks him as something special and beyond the regular population. To cut short the life of my child for a mere experiment, or so that a lesser being such as Viola can speak?" He shook his head, then said, " A part of me could be inside her..."
Nathan raised his glass to his lips and drank down the entire contents, then said, "The thought gives me no pleasure and it would only lead to many complications. Yet I can not desecrate my progeny."
Holding his empty glass out towards Ciceron he said, "And I doubt you could either."
"But as you said... likely this is not the case."