While Meesei described the option of cutting the pregnancy short, Fendros pinched the bridge of his nose. It was an escape, but not something he could bring himself to allow to happen. He had nothing to add to Ahnasha's decision.

They sat in silence for another long while.

In trying to find comfort for himself, as well as Ahnasha, Fendros reached out and took her hand, lifting it up and bringing his other hand to hold it as well. "Ahna," Fendros looked to her, "this wasn't a... planned thing." Fendros tried to find the right words, "but, know that... know that you won't be alone." Fendros looked down at her stomach, "it's as much mine as yours, now." Fendros tried to hold back tears, "I'm not the type to run away." Fendros looked at her again, with another pause, "from what I've learned about you, you don't run either."