He took the hand, tensing warm fingers around hers. "I don't want to," he said again. "I've had ten months with you and two days with her. Before this morning I'm not sure I could have told you want color her eyes were."

"And you're to have my child. I just -- I --" he flailed. "Would you like to talk to her? Together."

He wasn't trying to make her do his dirty work.