It was that last question that jolted him out of his own nerves. Few people ever asked if he was okay anymore -- he always was. He gave a little shake of his head, the corner of his mouth pulling up. Everything would be okay, wouldn't it? Ash might not be the one he would have chosen to be the mother of his children, but he could have done far worse. And regardless of what the future held, there'd always be a connection between them now, wouldn't there?
His hand slid free of his pocket, fingers uncurling as he held them out to her. "Yeah. Yes. Surprised, but I think we both are." Nothing, not even a baby should derail him. His shoulders went back, confidence returning in slow ticks of the minute hand. "You? How are you holding up?"