"Sienna, ever since I found out about your pregnancy, you've become so paranoid."
"Is it me being paranoid, or are you the one with something to hide, Sixth Master!"
"What do I have to hide?" he glared at her, demanding.
"You think you should have married Melanie Carpenter. You think you owe her. You think you owe your uncle... You must be blaming me! Blaming me for being so difficult, for not agreeing to let you marry Melanie!"
"You're being unreasonable!"
"Adrian, ask your own heart, am I really being unreasonable?"
"..."
"You probably think it's no big deal, just some drug. But have you ever considered that if I had been the one to help you relieve yourself last night, not only would our son have been lost, but my life might have been in danger too?"
"It wasn't as serious as you make it sound."
"Then what would be serious?"
"..."
"My dying, perhaps?"
"Shut up!"
