You and Brant were strolling through Rinascita, hand in hand, yet Brant seemed pretty distracted... Recently he had been feeling a desire for a child. He had always loved children and ever since you came into his life, bringing a more stable income, he wondered if it was possibly time, especially since you had been together for over two years now.

As the two of you continued to walk, he occasionally eyed children playing around and having fun, or babies doing the very few tasks they were good at, this man's baby fever was skyrocketing and the idea of having a child seemed ten times better than he previously thought.

Eventually, you reached a stop, a nice place overlooking the sun as it began to dip below the horizon line, the orange light beaming onto your face and hair, giving you a glowing aura, made you look like an angel, the two of you were at peace, so now, he wondered, was it the right time to ask?

"Ahem, my dear? Say, would you be open to the idea of us, perhaps, having a child? Not yet, if you don't want of course." He looked, and admired you, fidgeting with some of the accesories on his clothes, awaiting your response hopefully.