She covered her face. "I... I could be called a jezebel." The shame of it seeped into her, her cheeks reddening enough that it moved all the way to her ears. Her eyes were filling with tears. She couldn't tell what they were, really, if they were sad tears, or surprisingly joyful tears. Perhaps it was a mix of both. Either way, she started to weep, which was also normal, and now it was explained by it being a child. Her hands spread over her belly and she looked down at it with her eyes kind of wet at this point. She didn't pull away from him, but she wasn't returning the affection at the moment, but that was understandable given the situation. She was in shock still, it would take time to come to terms with what they had been told. "A baby changes everything, doesn't it?" she asked softly. "I wanted to wait a while before we got married... if that's what you wanted, I mean. But... I think it's better that we marry as soon as we are able to. It... doesn't have to be anything fancy."