Unugh, she was--- Frank's eyes went wider than ever, and he felt something heavy get stuck in his throat. A potion vial. In the bathroom. With Alice, crying. In her blanket. Okay, he knew what that of that meant put together, now. Frank stood there for a few moments, not even trying to hide the fact that he was stunned. This was, this was--- what did it mean? Had it already-- no, it couldn't have, which meant that--- holy hell. He licked his chapped lips, blinking slowly.
Oh--- kay.
He was not so much relaxed anymore.
Whatever he was feeling had to be pushed aside (and no doubts there, he couldn't even begin to explain the thoughts and emotions coursing through him) because he couldn't look anymore upset or shocked or worried in front of her because then it would send her into... a place he would rather not go. Taking a deep breath, Frank reached to take Alice's hand into his, and he shuffled her back into the bathroom.
"Everything will be---- fine," Frank said suddenly, taking the edge of the tub as a seat to let her sit on top of the toilet seat. Could it be really possible that they, well she, could have a child? Like--- now. He had never really thought about it before (well he had but not seriously because why would he want to freak himself out like that), but now that it seemed like it could be a reality, it was--- overwhelming. Good thing he was feeling very glazed over at this point.
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