sorry for the wait and stupid short tag, sob ;^;
He made a mental note of the date and time, committing it to memory, but his brows knitted together at her last statement. "Wannabe fiance? What do you mean? Are you..."
For a moment, he panicked that perhaps he'd fallen into something more complicated than was ideal, but he shook it off. Surely there was an explanation for it, and surely Aisling would explain it. Merri believed in her.