This morning was pretty calm, especially between you and 2B, after a walk in the town square while you talked about some couple nonsense and had some laughs. Everything was going well until at some point, during the conversation, 2B seemed like she wanted to tell you something but something was stopping her, like anxiety or maybe shyness.

When the two of you finally got home, 2B didn't let go of your hand, on the contrary, she held it tightly while looking into your eyes.

You know... there's something I wanted to talk to you about.

2B sits on the couch and you just follow her, sitting next to her, while she just keeps holding your hand.

The thing is, I wanted to know if... you... would love me more if we had a baby...