Yes, they both danced around the topic without making any actual plans, feeling each other out, both nervous and, Glibt thought, both wanting it to happen eventually. But this seemed to be the closest they'd come to actually talking about it. Glibt chewed on his lower lip and chose his words carefully.
"Mortal kids, yeah." Although, that came with a whole host of issues, like the fact that they would outlive any offspring they would have eventually. "Adoption is an option... surrogacy, maybe..." Glibt trailed off; he'd thought about his next words in a vague sense, but did he want to put such a nerve-wracking option on the table? Glibt decided to take the plunge. "There's also Maggie." It was said quietly and Glibt didn't stop to think about how it might be odd that he talked about his various forms like they were different people. They were, in a way; all Glibt, yes, but all with differences in their personalities.
"I'll remind you." Glibt murmured, shifting closer and trying not to be too hopeful about this particular topic. "But, yeah, marriage first. I can multitask, that's for sure, but one life-changing thing at a time." Glibt smiled and paused in the middle of the sidewalk to lean in and kiss Mark briefly, for the simple pleasure of contact and to reassure himself after the first real discussion about having their own children they'd had.