[IC Inbox -- Snowblind]

[heavensreader]

Is it worki - oh. Ahem. This is Kesara Freamon. Please leave your message here and I will call back on you as soon as I can.







Wait, is it still - argh, how do I ma-

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[heavensreader]

Of course I do. But she let you court - I mean date her, so she must think it too!

[Kesara blurts that out rather quickly, not because she doesn't believe it, but because she's still trying to come to grips with making her face stop feeling like it could melt the Norfinbury snow. Lord, Zach is laughing now. He's explaining all those things that would be terribly interesting maybe if they weren't also to do with all those other things that she is not supposed to be thinking about. Because if Zach has to explain then he and Steph are very very definitely no longer virtuous or in good standing and the more she thinks about it the more she feels like her brain is trying to flee to safety out through her ears.]

So - [She clears her throat and thinks about the important issues at stake here. Just the important ones.] It's, it's quite all right, I suppose, as long as it doesn't spoil her future prospects for marriage, I mean, I think you ought to marry her but it wouldn't be very good if you had to because she was in the, the family way and you would have to be - I mean.

[Please save her from this conversation, Responsible Adult.]

[majorlazer]

[Zach just. He can't take it anymore, he has to laugh and groan at the same time, hiding his face in his hands as he flushes and laughs and laughs - not in a mocking way, just as the only way he knows how to release his own awkward tension. Oh man oh god.

It takes him a while, but he sobers up, looking back at the camera with tears of laughter in his eyes.]

Okay, okay, sorry, it's just - okay. Nothing is spoiling her anything, okay, nobody's in the family way as you so delicately put it, so you don't have to worry about any of it, all right?

[Seriously, small child, stop talking about sex and marriage and pregnancies. Just. Don't. Kiddo. Come on. Don't do it.]

You just. Worry about your pass and all that, alright? I promise you, we're good, here. No spoiling of prospects.

[heavensreader]

[Zach, you are her dear snowbrother, but how very dare you laugh at her distress. Which is profound. Her hair would probably be standing on end if it didn't, well, do that naturally. For every moment you laugh her face is growing hotter, and she's starting to think it's going to explode.

Kesara is bad at not worrying about things.]

But you have to be careful of it! Because if she were, can you imagine a baby here? You'd have to find a crib - I saw one in this house, I have it in my notes - it also had some toys and other things, so it might not be so hard, but I think there was a ghost in that house and who knows how a ghost baby would feel about sharing. I shouldn't like to share my things if I were a ghost and someone else was putting a live baby in my crib.

[This is clearly going off-topic. Which is perhaps not such a bad thing considering the topic.]

I will try not to worry. Only, be careful, Zach. Think about that poor ghost baby.

[majorlazer]

[Holding a hand up to his mouth, Zach hides his grin behind it, trying his best not to embarrass Kesara. It still takes him a bit of time to get himself under control enough to reply.]

Let me swear to you, Kesara, that nobody is getting pregnant. That ghost baby can keep its stuff, okay? I swear.