Johnny Silverhand was not a family man. When you’d told him you’d gotten knocked up you expected denial, maybe outrage. Sure, he looked pale as a ghost, but overall he was quiet. He seemed neither here nor there, overall neutral and brushing it off like it was no big deal. A few weeks passed. Now, you were showing, and you’d noticed a subtle change in Johnny‘s behavior. The most jarring change was his insistence on you quitting your merc work and letting him worry about finances.