Firefly Ravine Not All Treasure Is Silver And Gold

Her inquiry was a thought he had yet to ponder on, but rather easily answered in his mind. Depp believed himself to be rather capable of capturing her if she sprung off, even at the moment, with him stumbling around hardly keeping balance. If she were pregnant, he knew that would be a disadvantage to her when it came to literal running, that and her smell would grow stronger the farther along the pregnancy she became. Did she want him to be more aware? The answer was unlikely to ever show itself to Depp, so he easily moved on from the idea. This was a helpful reminder though, and opened his eyes to be more watchful. He knew the job would be difficult, Sen might even grow to dislike him for it, but in his mind the worth of their kids was larger than whether she was fond of him or not. "There's a lot of things you could do," now he was just coming up with stuff to say, "like me keeping you from running off." If she were to sprint off in another direction he had high hopes of pinning her down before getting away too far.

Her comment forced him to furrow his brow, it took a moment for him to fully understand why she would want that and was too deep into the thought than he should be, being rather under the influence. He was surprised by her honesty though, expecting her to rub off any unusual feelings. Then again, if she were to get pregnant, sooner or later he would find out. "Being sick together would only advance our time with each other, I would think, so I'm willing to catch such 'illness'." He moved a bit closer to Sen, holding a crooked smile, assuming she was the only ill one—that illness being puppies.