Post by pierce on Sept 8, 2017 19:22:04 GMT
Marty had to shrug and briefly nod at West's well-wishes, hoping that there would be no need for any finger-crossing. He always thought Miles would have a legitimate child well before he had yet another illegitimate one... maybe he was being too presumptuous though? It was like his mind was walking a tight rope, trying to keep his composure while a rising sea of worries and doubts churned beneath him. He didn't want to let this to consume him, this not knowing if the child in Adley was something he should feel responsible for. Maybe since she wasn't hounding him for knocking her up he should be grateful and just pretend like their night hadn't happened, but he wasn't that kind of guy. If he were a little more like West, perhaps, but he knew this was going to bother him until he heard from her own mouth that it wasn't his.
"Yes - undoubtedly," Marty replied, keeping his polite smile in place and just observing the sporadic behavior of her. If he had one speck of sense, he'd take that alone as an omen... and though he had more than a speck of it Marty stubbornly pushed away the obvious and held to his hopes. He nodded congenially as she quickly moved away, knowing she'd have to come back several times before he'd even be able to try and discuss the pregnant state she was in.
He sighed at West's comment, "You may be trying to cheer me up, but that really doesn't help," It was a shame that his victorious mood was squashed by this unforeseen turn of events, but he knew all too well how life threw curves at the least expected moments. Marty grinned to spite himself while shaking his head, "Much too soon, Chap. But that sounds like a marvelous plan, after a few rounds maybe I can actually wrap my head around this." Still, as much as he tried not to think about the high possibility that he'd brought another child in to the world that he'd never raise, it wasn't something his good conscious would let that be. Peace of mind wasn't an option right now and he knew it was his own damn fault.
"Yes - undoubtedly," Marty replied, keeping his polite smile in place and just observing the sporadic behavior of her. If he had one speck of sense, he'd take that alone as an omen... and though he had more than a speck of it Marty stubbornly pushed away the obvious and held to his hopes. He nodded congenially as she quickly moved away, knowing she'd have to come back several times before he'd even be able to try and discuss the pregnant state she was in.
He sighed at West's comment, "You may be trying to cheer me up, but that really doesn't help," It was a shame that his victorious mood was squashed by this unforeseen turn of events, but he knew all too well how life threw curves at the least expected moments. Marty grinned to spite himself while shaking his head, "Much too soon, Chap. But that sounds like a marvelous plan, after a few rounds maybe I can actually wrap my head around this." Still, as much as he tried not to think about the high possibility that he'd brought another child in to the world that he'd never raise, it wasn't something his good conscious would let that be. Peace of mind wasn't an option right now and he knew it was his own damn fault.
