Okay, since that Doc over there was so loud about it and I'm literally a couple of hours away from becoming a Reaver's banquet as soon as I get sent back, I think that while it wasn't directed to us, we could've done without a second voice of reason. Had I known, I would've done my best not to die. For granted, I would've tried my best not to die either way, but when a harpoon comes calling, you either open the door or it comes bursting in anyway. You know?
Am l worried? Yes. Have I unnecessarily bothered people with my fears? Yes. Have I been convinced she'll be crew either way? Yes. Thank you for that, by the way. But this is my only chance to get to know that little person that's gonna come out soon. And really, it's a SENSITIVE subject. Not only for me and Zoe, I'm betting. Either way, whether you like it or not, that little person is coming and if we're lucky, she'll take after Zoe. We've got a name picked out and we probably should move to a two bedroom soon.
Now, I must go tend to my wife. A weapon's cabinet WAS a bad idea. Glad I went with the macaroni necklace! And the ring. I got her a ring. :)
How many more days of this? Zoe. My lamby toes, I'm hiding your weapons. (OOC: Deleted after the comments below.)