_gallifrog_
Symbolic Animal of Gallifrey
To hear that it was the first kick just cemented in John's mind that six months had been completly wrong as a time period. Maybe for a normal pheonix pregnancy, but certainly not for this one. It was a relief to hear Kay confirm that it was nothing serious out loud, and he could tell it was to Fia too even if she tried to downplay the whole thing. John was vaguely aware that he had done an impressive series of facial gymnastics as a reaction and had they been on anybody else he'd have been laughing at them. "I call bullshit on six months. It's been a bit over three weeks, there's no way in Hells six months is the right amount." He knew his counting was right, he'd actually sat down and figured it out at one point.
He flipped the phone around in his hands, his reply already half typed out. 'A mess is probably an understatement for the state she's in (according to Chas anyway, he doesn't think there are words in the English language to describe it). Do you believe her on the anti-psychotics thing or is just some kind of clever half truth like she usually says?' "So I'm guessing I can tell Ell you are alive and kicking?" John smirked, preparing to either run out the door or duck as he fully expected to have something chucked at him for that particular joke.
He flipped the phone around in his hands, his reply already half typed out. 'A mess is probably an understatement for the state she's in (according to Chas anyway, he doesn't think there are words in the English language to describe it). Do you believe her on the anti-psychotics thing or is just some kind of clever half truth like she usually says?' "So I'm guessing I can tell Ell you are alive and kicking?" John smirked, preparing to either run out the door or duck as he fully expected to have something chucked at him for that particular joke.