Will was stricken, both by the fact that she worried about the exact same thing he did in having a child, passing on traits that could make their lives difficult, allowing someone else to struggle with the things she'd had to go through all her life, and the way she said she wanted to enjoy being with him, the warm, wonderful things that entailed. He licked his lips and felt heat spread inside him with her words, with the way she looked at him, her gaze full of desire for him.
"I worry about the same things," he told her. "I remember my childhood; I wouldn't want to make anyone go through what I did, coming to terms with the way my mind works." He figured magic like Molly's had to be even worse, the pitfalls and terrifying things that could happen, not knowing how to control it. "And I've met someone recently too," he added, his voice shaking just a bit as he crossed into the same territory she just had. "I'd like to spend as much time learning her as I can before even thinking about sharing her with anyone."
They'd stopped walking, stood facing each other on the sidewalk just a few feet from the restaurant. "This is, uh. I wasn't planning to mention this until later, but since we're on the topic," Will said, looking around them to see that they were alone here, no one around to listen in. "I haven't had sex with someone in about four years," he told her, his voice low. "And I know you, you're..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the word, but only because he didn't want to embarrass her in case anyone overheard their conversation. "But I wasn't sure about pregnancy, I don't know if it works exactly the same for you as it does for other women," he said, and then took a breath, feeling oddly flustered, probably because of the moment they were in, talking about this. "I wanted you to know, I'm prepared," he finished, hoping she understood what he meant, that he'd gone shopping and bought protection, had it in his apartment, just in case.
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"I worry about the same things," he told her. "I remember my childhood; I wouldn't want to make anyone go through what I did, coming to terms with the way my mind works." He figured magic like Molly's had to be even worse, the pitfalls and terrifying things that could happen, not knowing how to control it. "And I've met someone recently too," he added, his voice shaking just a bit as he crossed into the same territory she just had. "I'd like to spend as much time learning her as I can before even thinking about sharing her with anyone."
They'd stopped walking, stood facing each other on the sidewalk just a few feet from the restaurant. "This is, uh. I wasn't planning to mention this until later, but since we're on the topic," Will said, looking around them to see that they were alone here, no one around to listen in. "I haven't had sex with someone in about four years," he told her, his voice low. "And I know you, you're..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the word, but only because he didn't want to embarrass her in case anyone overheard their conversation. "But I wasn't sure about pregnancy, I don't know if it works exactly the same for you as it does for other women," he said, and then took a breath, feeling oddly flustered, probably because of the moment they were in, talking about this. "I wanted you to know, I'm prepared," he finished, hoping she understood what he meant, that he'd gone shopping and bought protection, had it in his apartment, just in case.