He smiled as he took the utensils from her, letting his fingers linger over hers. This... this was theirs. And then they'd find a way home, to their twins. Together.

Something unpleasant occurred to him then, stealing his frown. If they were here a while... if they had... if they had another. Here. What would happen to him or her when they went back? Could they take the baby with them? Did they dare try if it wasn't guaranteed?