Really not reassuring, no. God, he looked like his world was ending, which made her wonder if he'd heard a word she said besides the last two, because hi. She didn't need his help. He never had to see the kid if he didn't want to.

"The main one? If you've got some sort of super-fast sperm that accelerates pregnancy or something. Like, is the baby going to develop over the next month and claw itself out from inside me or whatever?"

Okay, that hadn't really occurred to her as something to check, but she was freaking out and after all the reassurances she'd tried to give him, him freaking out set off more of a panic alarm. Like--what the fuck was he panicking about? She was the one dealing. Unless it wasn't normal. Like he had some sort of mutated-future-alien sperm and she was going to die in the next few days.

...Possibly she shouldn't watch science fiction movies late at night, but it was a valid question in relation to his panic, okay?

Her hand flew to her stomach, clutching protectively, though who she was trying to protect was anyone's guess. "Am I going to die?"