"R-R-Roskaris!" Sophia yelled. "Emergency Code 02! He skipped marriage!"
"This is a serious matter, dear..." Roskaris muttered, his gaze sporting disbelief. "Marriage... we'll have to rearrange the order, I suppose?"
"Indeed..." Sophia nodded aggressively. "Marriage will be Emergency Code 2 now, and p-pregnancy will be Emergency Code 3..."
"Mom, can you stop already..." Elara sighed. "Aren't you going to try convincing him against it? He's just as young as me."
"Right." Roskaris nodded, narrowing his eyes at Neraxis. "How old are you now? You spent some time inside the 5th floor, right? How long were you in there?"
Neraxis shrugged. "A little over a year. I'm 18 now, and my birthday should be in around two or three months. And no, I'm not changing my mind."
"Um... you said trying, r-right?" Sophia asked, her voice trembling. "Then that means..."
"Yep..." Neraxis nodded, not going into further detail. "Also, I expect you saw some kind of broadcast earlier, right?"
