[Forward-dated to tomorrow because I'm in surgery okay I'm *allowed*]

[unknownrival]

[Failed filter away from Diarmuid]
I'd like to speak to someone with medical experience as soon as possible, please. It's somewhat important in the 'oh god oh god oh god' sense of important.

[Failed filter to Diarmuid]
You need to come back right now. I can't tell you this over the internet.

[False pregnancy virus to start us off! Look, it's tomorrow in Australia and I have surgery to do.]

Comments

[unknownrival]

We're going to have him or her, of course. There's no question about that. [Issei seemed oddly determined, considering that his body wasn't made to expel another human being.]

...If it's a boy. Do you think we could call him Oscar?

[croibhristeoir]

Ní dóigh liom go n-oibríonn sé mar sin--

['I do not think it works like that.' Which, you know. It didn't. But Diarmuid stopped cold at what came next, fumbling to recover and think of something to say (Not that he expected to be understood.)]

[unknownrival]

I mean, I thought he'd be worth naming your child after... I'm sorry, I'll be quiet now.

[He'd just shut up and not embarrass himself.]

[croibhristeoir]

...

[Diarmuid simply shook his head and took Issei's hand with a smile.]

[unknownrival]

[Issei gave Diarmuid's hand a gentle squeeze.

Sometimes, you can speak without words.]