"What would you do if I got pregnant?"

"Are you gonna keep it?"

"What would you do if I haven't decided yet?"

"Well," he changes his sight from my face to the fascinating view from this terrace, "If you want to keep it, I will follow you to wherever you decide to stay. You'd want to finish your degree first so I guess we'll stay at London. Then wherever you get a job, I'll follow you. Or, if you don't wanna work, I'm fine with that too. I have enough money to take care of you two."

"So you'll buy me the house over there?" I point to the darkness...