"You'd be a good dad," she insisted, shifting position so she could look at him. "You would. A-and he'd be taken care of and you'd love him a-and if you ..."

Deep breath. Mouth open and words wouldn't come out. Come on, Rikku.

"If you w-wanted me ... to ... to c-come --"

And that would be Reno's phone, ringing.

She closed her eyes and flopped back against his chest, relieved something had cut her off before she got completely insane.