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Saraf headed outside of the tavern with Arima, glad to get some fresh air as his mind seemed to reel over the information that they had been given. He felt that there really was no other reason for someone to refer to 'Arima's condition' in such a manner unless it meant what he thought that it meant. There was a moment where he wanted to ask how it happened... but he knew exactly how it happened. He wasn't a foolish youngling that didn't understand how things worked after all.

"Ahh... yes and yes." He said, both feeling that the two of them should talk but also felt that they should get away from the scene. He turned to look down at Arima for a long moment before he said, "We definitely have much to talk about now but I don't think we should do the talking in front of a bar full of strangers. I thought it best for us to excuse ourselves."

Lifting a hand up he scratched it against his chin in a thoughtful manner, "So about your... ahh, condition... can you use your magic to confirm it? To make sure that she was reading things right about you... being... pregnant?" Saying the words out loud felt a touch strange, not to mention far more real. They'd spoken of children the last time that they were together and it would appear as though the goddess Hatald had blessed them after that discussion, hadn't she?

Saraf nodded his head as she had a similar to reaction to the news that he did, with her brain seeming to be working overtime. He gave a nod of his head and said, "I think that is what she meant and it's just... wow." It was somewhat overwhelming news to hear because it was so unexpected but at the same time he found himself excited.

Reaching out he wrapped an arm around Arima, hugging the woman close when she said that the world was spinning, "Come on, let's fine a calmer place to sit down. There is a park nearby, that should be a good place to sit down, catch our breath, and check." With that he started to lead the way toward said park, keeping his eyes closely on Arima, worried about her now. Between the brawl at the tavern, the one that was tugging her around earlier, and now this news... it all made him want to keep a close eye on her as they went.

The moment the tiny park came into view he gave a sound of relief and said, "There it is, let's find a bench to sit down on."

Saraf gave a nod of his head, moving over to where the bench she pointed out was located, easing her down onto it when they arrived, "How are you feeling? Are you alright? Not just the whole... possible baby thing but back there. He didn't rough you up did he?" He wondered if he should have done more. Perhaps not allowed her to heal the grabby hands of that particular jerk? Giving a shake of his head to clear those sorts of thoughts he tried to then focus on what was going on in the present.

Settling down on the bench next to her despite the fact that he felt as though he were being filled with an endless amount of nervous energy. There was that part of him that wanted to start to pacing a bit but felt it might upset Arima if the other healer's words ended up being true. He didn't want to work up Arima anymore then she'd already been worked up today. Instead he should do his best to help her keep calm... though he wasn't quite sure where to even start with that.

He shook his head, "A few hits here and there but nothing to really worry about... they were drunk and greedy, I distracted them by tossing some coins in the air." It was more then worth both the pain and the money to get to where Arima was. He'd been so worried that he wouldn't be able to catch up and that she'd disappear. Something that was made even more terrifying now given the news that the two of them were given. What if she'd vanished while pregnant? It was a scary thought.

"It's understandable. It's a rather big thing to face... so take your time, Arima." He murmured, reaching out to take her hands in his, giving them a squeeze. Giving a nod of his head he said, "Of course! I know that I was... not the best person when I was younger but I'd like to think I've grown up a lot since then. I would never leave you for such a reason, especially since I did have a part in it."

Leaning in he gave her a kiss on the forehead in what he hoped was a soothing manner. He wanted her to know that he wouldn't just run after learning if the news was true or not, that was the opposite of what he'd do. In fact he felt that the two of them should get married feeling it would be good for them and for their children, so that nobody would accuse a lady like Arima of being his mistress or something.

"Things are never dull when you're around... but it's alright. You definitely make my life more interesting and enjoyable." He said with a little chuckle. When it wasn't fights in taverns it was the two of them challenging and teasing one another or her getting lost in sand storms. Nothing was boring when Arima was around, he'd definitely give her that.

As she got all teary at the kiss Saraf felt his stomach give a flip, "Ah! Sorry... I..." He hadn't been looking for that sort of reaction. For a moment he found himself wondering if it was a pregnancy thing, having heard women could get emotional from it... but he decided not to ask. Not when they didn't even know if it was what was going on with her. Instead he just gave her a smile and said, "It's all going to be alright, Arima, no matter the results."

A moment later said results were in, with Arima confirming that the other woman was correct in her guess about Arima's condition. It was something that caused his heart to start racing in his chest as he tried to decide what they should do first. As she mentioned that he shouldn't feel obligated he gave a bit of a laugh and said in a reassuring manner, "Naw, you know that I was already planning on surprising you a ring, Arima. This just means I will get it to you sooner then later is all."