"Oh, absolutely. It's all gross and wrapped up in a white picket fence," he assured her with a hint of playful sarcasm, though he wasn't lying particularly. She did mean everything to him, and he worried far too much about losing her when he had only really just got her for himself for the supposed 'always and forever' side of marriage.
When they were given menus, Magnus let her have her hand back and looked over his own, trying to decide what he'd eat. "Maybe when the war is over, and we've been married more than a month, we can start talking about children," he commented, looking up at her briefly. He didn't know if it was the best idea if they had kids in the middle of a war zone, even if he wanted them eventually.