Becoming parents right now would be far less than ideal. It would be catastrophic. Rey wouldn't be useful on missions--she would have to be sidelined while fearing for the worst for Cassian. Her stress would be at an all time high. Could they raise a child right now? What would happen to their child if they died in combat? Becoming an orphan was something Rey would never want to put another through.
Part of her wanted to lie to Cassian, or at least omit the truth until she was certain she was pregnant or not. However, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She couldn't deceive him like that, and he was too smart for it. He was already asking the question when another man might've overlooked the subtle hint she gave.
"I might be.." she finally said, trying to keep her heart from leaping out of her throat.
"But, I could also might not be. It's...it could be either or." Or too soon to tell, her mind supplies which only makes her stomach churn in an uncomfortable fashion. Rey's grip on Cassian tightened, fighting the urge to throw up again. Damnit, she wanted to be in control of her body. She would not let this rule her.
"I don't want to alarm anyone, or stress you out. I can...I'll figure something out." Because her mind was going back into survival mode where it was only herself she could depend on. She didn't want to draw Cassian through this, not if she could help it.
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Date: 2020-04-05 10:37 pm (UTC)Part of her wanted to lie to Cassian, or at least omit the truth until she was certain she was pregnant or not. However, she couldn't bring herself to do it. She couldn't deceive him like that, and he was too smart for it. He was already asking the question when another man might've overlooked the subtle hint she gave.
"I might be.." she finally said, trying to keep her heart from leaping out of her throat.
"But, I could also might not be. It's...it could be either or." Or too soon to tell, her mind supplies which only makes her stomach churn in an uncomfortable fashion. Rey's grip on Cassian tightened, fighting the urge to throw up again. Damnit, she wanted to be in control of her body. She would not let this rule her.
"I don't want to alarm anyone, or stress you out. I can...I'll figure something out." Because her mind was going back into survival mode where it was only herself she could depend on. She didn't want to draw Cassian through this, not if she could help it.