The last time marriage had come up was at the height of her confusion and trauma. She wasn't sure of anything then, nevermind actually being engaged. But, perhaps that was why he was dancing around the question like it would send her running.

"Well, I want to marry you, obviously," she said with a short laugh. "And if that means meeting your mum...we'll manage it, I'm sure." Fallon wasn't naive enough to be hopeful that Mrs. Hatchitt would be accepting of her, but hopefully they could navigate any veiled criticisms with ease.

"And you?" She asked, though she really didn't think she had to at this point.