[he has an arm around her but he leans back, looking at her inquiringly]
Well go ahead and take your time explaining, Rapunzel. It's not like I have an imagination that is giving me all the worst case scenarios of what this could be about.
[Okay. Getting used to this idea. A baby. With Rapunzel. His and Rapunzel's child. His child. His future son or daughter. Whom he will have to nurture and teach the ways of the world.]
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But we need to talk.
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[as he mutters, he steers her to a window seat]
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No... It's not that at all...
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Well go ahead and take your time explaining, Rapunzel. It's not like I have an imagination that is giving me all the worst case scenarios of what this could be about.
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Um.
I'm going to have a baby.
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