Anabel wondered exactly what in Delaney's statement had caused her to flinch, but put it off to something to do with the pregnancy. The nausea potions weren't fool proof. There was a chance that she'd felt a bit sick for a moment and that had caused the reaction. And if not, well, Anabel didn't want to think on it too much.
"A lot of people would, is all that I'm saying," Anabel replied, giving a small shrug. She knew that most of their generations parents would most certainly care a great deal. But Anabel didn't really give a toss what any of them thought. If Delaney didn't want to marry him then that was her choice. "It's not as though he can truly force the issue." Which gave her pause because she guessed he could, but she hoped he wouldn't though. It would be foolish to marry someone like that.
She took a deep breath in and smiled. "It smells wonderful." Of course that could be because it was hot food that she didn't have to put off forever before she could eat it. She lifted her own glass to Delaney's. "To a bright future."