Anya bit down on her lower lip. She would rather have a blue baby than no baby, but Henry felt differently and she had to respect that.
She was conflicted. On one hand, she really cared for Henry and didn't want to lose him. But she didn't want to waste more years like she did with Warren. At least Henry had been honest with her, and himself, from the start.
"Well.. there are other options, aren't there?" If it turned out he would pass on whatever it was, they could get a donor or adopt. And there was a good chance there wasn't anything to pass on, wasn't there? He wasn't blue any longer.. That was a good sign.