She paused in buttoning up her shirt, letting out a slow breath at that before she offered a slight smile, finally turning her eyes towards him. "Honey, your going to have to come up with a better proposal then that if you want me to say yes." She stated with a soft teasing tone to her voice. She was calming down, back to herself again for right now though sometime this was going to have to be taken care of. She was going to have to talk to someone, see someone, get the mental anguish taken care of. It couldn't be put off for much longer or it would just keep getting worse. She needed to know more about his feelings, that he cared about her for her, that he wanted to marry not because she was carrying his child but because he loved her. -- RD Future: County Hospital

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Date Posted: Wed, Dec 21 2005, 6:35pm PST
Author: Skye
Subject: She paused in buttoning up her shirt, letting out a slow breath at that before she offered a slight smile, finally turning her eyes towards him. "Honey, your going to have to come up with a better proposal then that if you want me to say yes." She stated with a soft teasing tone to her voice. She was calming down, back to herself again for right now though sometime this was going to have to be taken care of. She was going to have to talk to someone, see someone, get the mental anguish taken care of. It couldn't be put off for much longer or it would just keep getting worse. She needed to know more about his feelings, that he cared about her for her, that he wanted to marry not because she was carrying his child but because he loved her.
In reply to: Niko 's message, "(He was humming a song that had been on the radio on the way to the hospital even when they had been settled into a consultation room. The nurse had come in and taken Skye's weight, blood preasure, temp and other readings and then left the two of them to wait for the doctor. He had started to get bored and that damn song was stuck in his head, so after a few seconds silence.. he started humming. He looked the picture of calm and cool, in faded jeans and a black wool sweater, his hair a few weeks past due for a trim and a few days worth of growth shadowing his face. He tapped his left hand on his knee as he hummed, getting into the song, his eyes wandering the room and the many instruments and diagrams.)" on Tue, Dec 20 2005, 9:03pm PST

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(He ran his hand over his head as she spoke, brows furrowing.) Oh. (He said, sort of defeated, but he had sort of been expecting her to reject the idea. He really did want to marry her, had for a long time.. he knew he couldn't be asking her simply from the emotions of the moment, though it was possible that the sheer pain he had felt had spurred him into voicing his desire to marry her. He watched her silently for a while, brooding on her answer. So he would have to figure out what she meant.. was she just being coy, or did she really want him to wait and try again.. He felt like a kid with the damned magic eight ball, that always said ask again later.. and he had always wondered what the hell that was supposed to mean, it was like a slap in the face. His hand lingered on the back of his head as he stood there, looking in her direction but not really seeing her.) (NT) -- Niko, Wed, Dec 21 2005, 6:44pm PST