There is silence in the little room for some time, as all eyes are on you and the brand new baby. You can't be sure if the expressions you see are fear or anger or worry or... in some of the smaller females, relief. That look is enough to renew your courage, and you state it more firmly to Saul. "I... I know you want her back, and that's a good thing to want, but... it doesn't work nearly as well when it comes to always performing the same way. Sometimes it does stupid stuff and I don't really know why. If I try to change her back, I have no idea what might happen." You thrust out the little baby so that he can see, turning her around so that the whole assembled room can get a good look at her. She yawns adorably at that precise moment, which you can't say hurts your case any. "Do you'really want to risk hurting her? Poor innocent little... Kelly." You remember the name then, and supply. Saul thinks this over, and while he does, you marvel over your remarkable burst of bravery. Where you got the courage to say so much so boldly you don't know, but maybe you're starting to adjust to this whole being a mousegirl thing. To think that just a few hours earlier you were naked and alone in a little jar, and now here you are, comparatively safe. Little Kelly returns to your arms, where you feel best about her being to begin with. Not like you don't trust these rats to treat her right... heck, until recently, she was a rat herself! It's instinct, you can't help it. Speaking of instinct, is that slight swelling to your breasts... there's no way that's what you think it is. But if this really is a baby, then...
You shudder involuntarily at the thought right as Saul looks seriously at you to reply. "Okay, Day... that makes a lot of sense. I don't want you to try until you are sure that you can change her back. But I don't t want to wait for her to grow up, either! You can fix her, I know you can. Even it it takes you a few weeks, or a few days... you'll get it all straight eventually, I know you will. That's what witches do, they always get what they want. You do want to help me, right... to give me might mate back? I know she was mean to you, but Kelly really was a nice rat. She never hurt anyone..." Based on the expressions of Saul's other mates though, that's clearly not quite true. Heck, a few of them have pretty visible scars to indicate that they have been abused by someone, and somehow you don't think Saul is capable of treating his mates that way. He seems so... Oblivious. Whatever else he might be. Like wonderful, good looking, strong, brave... he seems a little oblivious.
You nod after a little while. You don't much like the idea of giving up the baby EVER, but when you think about it you realize that is probably the instinct talking. This isn't your baby, this is a mean Rat that tried to attack you! Why should you care what happens to you? As much as what is left of your intelligent mind says this though, it is not nearly loud enough to stop you from changing your mind about her. Whatever else happens, you are keeping the baby as long as you can. This revelation that you still have magic is interesting, but... more than anything else at this point you really just want to get some sleep!
"Is there a bed somewhere, Saul? I'm... I would love to practice, but right now I'm tired, and the baby's already asleep." Indeed, the little one stirs a little in your arms but remains firmly unconscious as you stand there. You've always liked that about her... Kelly is the best baby you've ever had. Although... what on Earth are you thinking? You've bever had a baby! This one surely isn't yours! But... you don't try to take the words back, once they are out of your mouth, you leave the issue alone. "Somewhere for the baby too would be... no." You hold her a little tighter to your chest.
Saul thinks about this for a moment, before nodding reluctantly. "Sure, Day. You can sleep in..."