Kintla Flatlands than anything you've ever seen

Burke couldn't really agree with it, since pregnancy didn't always kill but it was a dangerous act to play in life. Some females were obsessed with it and might even liked the troubles they had while carrying. Burke didn't see the appeal, which was probably because he was a male. He also never really impregnated someone he actually loved. Figures. "I can imagine with your experience, although some females seemed to love being pregnant for some reason," Burke shrugged, not really an expert on the topic. 

Burke grinned when she called them wrecks. Well they sort of were, weren't they? The tank of a male chuckled lightly at he words. "Okay lets," he agreed. He also wouldn't mind sitting, but then they would probably make a story again. As fun as that was, he didn't want their story telling to grow old. Burke smirked whens he mentioned the things that were out of the question. "And there i thought it was a great day to get laid," he teased her. He himself wasn't a fan of mushrooms or other things that would mess with his mind. He wanted his thoughts to be clear.

Burke got to his feet. "We might try some fishing? It has been a long time and it requires standing still and some attention," he suggested, he wasn't sure how she felt about fish.