Roger was an intelligent man. He had a thirst for knowledge, and a bit of life experience to support that craving. He'd learned plenty during his training, but he was suddenly aware that he knew nothing at all about what to say or do in this situation. Roger avoided meaningful relationships, and had luckily never been in Michael's situation. The thought made him shudder. Trying to be rational though, he sipped his drinks, taking the time to collect his thoughts.
"Look mate, I'll be honest. I've got no idea what to do in a situation like this. I can advise you to talk to her, find out what she wants and see if you're capable of that. And doesn't your band mate have a baby? He might be a good person to talk to about how to raise a little sprog. Assuming she'd like you to." Michael with a baby. Purely by accident. It made Roger wonder if he should be a little more careful himself, just in case. No harm in being extra vigilant.