The effect is immediate, like a cold splash of water down her spine, and Faye turns around, brow heavily knit in incredulity. He's asking her to marry him. He's really asking her to marry him, like that's at all the sort of thing that Faye would do, like timing it now is at all going to make Faye feel better. Her expression freezes as it is, the disbelieving laugh catching in her throat.

"Dean," she says on a huff of air, already shaking her head. "No. No, we're not getting engaged just because you knocked me up."