Sarah nods, blinking back tears. They're not something she can help at the moment. Crying seems to come more naturally than normal since becoming pregnant. But she understands his choice. It does make sense.

"It's not a one to make lightly, is it?" She sighs, burying her face against his shirt and not caring at all if she dampens it. When the nuzzling stops, the talking returns. James Bond, welcome to the wonderful world of mood swings and overactive hormones.

"It's absolutely horrible and grueling and completely detestable, and then there are the things you know you have to give up to suit it. I don't want you to give up anything, James. I want you to be you, and oh, I want you like that. But whatever you do decide on, we'll always be your family. That won't ever change."