Frost and Daki both sat on the private space's large sofa with no one else but them in the room.
Frost had just dropped a bomb, and Daki was silent in response, a reaction that had Frost pulling his hair out in frustration. He would have preferred hitting, punching or even just yelling over cold silence.
Eventually however when his mind was about to crack from the pressure Daki's lips moved. "You're right."
"Huh?"
"I said you're right Frost. I am running from my problems and using the idea of having a child as an excuse to justify that running."
"A, u, mm, I didn't mean for it to come out so…"
"Brutal, blunt or if we're being generous straight to the point."
"….Yeah." He could have worded it nicer, softened the blow a little or allowed her to slowly come to terms with it herself rather than calling her out like that.
