"Yes!" Jemma said, clearly excited. "I have been thinking very much the same thing. So much of pregnancy is a waiting game that it would be far easier to start that part first, and while the child is gestating, we can work on the more...luxurious items that we might want. It's the most efficient use of time, really."
Almost against her will, her eyes looked at him, assessing. He very clearly had good genes. A strong and masculine build, obviously fit, no obvious skin lesions or bodily defects, an obviously brilliant mind. He seemed like a perfect choice to her, truly.
"And," she said, drawing her eyes away, "We really shouldn't waste time. Nine months to bear a child, eighteen years after that to true sexual maturity...I would like to live to see this place become something, so I don't want to be so very old when I conceive."