He kissed her and Mirta figured maybe, just maybe there was a chance they could do this and be okay. Scary as it was, she'd faced down GAG Squads and stared into what she could only describe as the face of evil during her torture on the Anakin Solo, she could handle a baby.
"You ask" she decided, pulling back just slightly "I wouldn't know what to say or how to say it, and lets not put this around too much yet. I'm not even three months yet and its no ones business really. And I don't want...I don't want him to know. Not till it becomes, y'know..." she looked down at her stomach "...obvious"
Mirta Gev wasn't scared of anything, but sometimes Jacen got her nervous, got her remembering, and much as he played at being a good guy here he wasn't, he never would be. And now she had another life to be scared for.
"kar'taylir darasuum ...Means I love you...better get used to hearing it, Papa"