*makes no attempt to wipe away the tears that now spill down her face* *raises her hands, placing them on your chest, her fingers closing slightly in the fabric of your shirt*
No, no, I don't - that makes no sense! *sniffles rather noisily and looks up at you entirely pleadingly* If you kind of love me, why would you say that? Ikindofloveyoutoo I'd named our children.