"You mean, he and me are gonna..."
"Yes, mother, you'll get married and you'll give birth to me."
Kara blushed and looked at her feet while Jay's jaw dropped, his mind processing the information. "You mean it? Me and Kara'll get married? You'll be our kid? When will we get married? When will you be born? When-"
"Father, please stop."
Jay just nodded, still shocked at the information.
Kyla hugged Kara again. "Mom, whatever you do, don't go to the warehouse. Whatever you do, mom, just don't go. I don't want you to leave me," she said, crying into Kara's blue, tearstained shirt.