[Ezra opens his mouth, then closes it. It should be easy to agree with her, should be easy to just nod and shrug it off. She's his friend, and he understands what she wants, what she's really complaining about here. But the subject touches a nerve, and he looks away, something aching.

When he finally speaks, his voice is low.]

I can't really blame someone for wanting a family.

Not that I'm saying he's right for trying when you don't want it. Just... I can't blame him for feeling that way.