( they could have a circular argument about the likelihood of being able to have the children that they want at any time in the future that's foreseeable enough to discuss, but this is such an otherwise pleasant moment and his heart is beating against the palm of her hand and the side of his thigh where she's settled it outside of his knee and she says, )

No, why? ( dismissively, but not of the idea that there might ever be children to make decisions for.

not today, anyway. after a moment, reminded, ) That pirate you gave me that wasn't mine, John Silver, he offered me his assistance if I need it, after Corypheus.