"Because this has clearly shown our skill at being careful." Jacen couldn't help it sometimes. He possessed a dry wit, probably annoyingly inherited from his father. That was probably not what she had meant and there was glaring but he stood by the statement. The smirk faded when she placed her hand over her stomach. That little bundle of cells forming inside there had only them to look out for it. Only them to protect it. He was filled again with that same terror that he'd had when he'd first heard Allana was his. The terror that this was not a world for a child. That this was cruel.
But they'd manage. They always did.
"We'll figure this out. You and me. We'll work this out and we'll be fine because I have faith in you. Less in myself in therms of how this will go, but I'm going to try. And I'm not going to start burning nations to prove my point. Okay possibly Lichtenstein. Its got a ridiculous name and is tiny." he added, trying to amuse her, even slightly. But Tahiri was serious, she was worried, and she was scared.
"Come here." he told her, shifting slightly on the bed to pull her into his arms.