Marin’s eyes widen and she looks at him in shock, knowing full well that he didn’t have to bring it up. “Uh well... whether you wanted kids. With me,” her voice is quiet and timid.
He smiles gently. "If you just want to cuddle, that's fine by me dear. If you want to....lock the door, I'd be quite happy....but it's more about you then me." He gently kisses her.
Marin nods. “I know love. And I want to be a mother, but...” she sighs. “I guess that’s a no. That’s okay, it’s just nice to know.” She smiles, hiding her disappointment.