Kirley held onto her hand as she rode out the contraction, trying to think back to what five-minutes meant. He'd read (ostensibly) the stack of baby-books back at their flat but most of the information hadn't stuck. Especially since he'd more skimmed than read. Another sign that he wasn't ready. What kind of parent just skims the baby-books?
"Um, so does that mean it's going to happen soon? Is there something I can do?"