She's so goddamn confused by Jim today that it hurts. There's no big thing, but there are small things, small hints, strange looks that she gets when he thinks she's not looking and she thinks 'what the hell is going on?' and right now, she's worried why doing right by her doesn't involve fucking her. "Jim," she pleads, a broken little thing. "Right by me is our kid. Doing right by me means doing this. I want to start our family before it's too late."