"I'm all that's left of a thousand year old line Rarity...Yes, I want to be a father, I'm thirty five, my mother...had three years left of her life...and I can't really get past that." Art leaned into her touch.
"And maybe I am...I don't know if I've decided yet, but...given time, I know I haven't felt this way about anyone in a long while...which as a man I shouldn't be admitting."