Febs felt incredibly lucky and just as guilty about how well he was handling this. In her own inner turmoil she hadn't yet paused to think about what he was feeling. Coming back to him sitting on the edge of the bed looking very lost in thought suggested she may not be the only one struggling with this.

Taking a deep breath, Febby brushed away a few more escaping tears, this time wholly able to blame her outrageous emotions on her monthlies. Well, maybe not wholly, but mostly. "No, we promised honesty between us," He'd already upheld that on his end, she needed to do the same.

"I think, that after that huge fight and after learning how you felt and what you've gone through, I thought that maybe, even though it was going to be incredibly difficult, perhaps having a baby wasn't going to be the end of the world." She cast a cautious glance in his direction, unsure as to whether he understood where she was coming from or if he thought her foolish or selfish. She thought herself both of those things, so she couldn't really argue, but coming from him would somehow be worse.