Emily: What would you have done, if you'd known?
Lachlan: Och. I dinna ken. I think... I'd like to think I wouldn't've been a dick about it. We could've sorted something out. I could've waited to be your father 'til you were a wee bit older and I'd graduated, maybe. But then, twenty isna that young...
Ella: No, it's still pretty young, but you were twenty four when she was dying. I don't get why she'd have kept up the lie. That's why I still don't really believe you. There were much more important things at strike than saving face!
Ella (suddenly overcome, putting her head in her hands): God, I wish she was here to thrash this out, or explain herself. I just... I just wish she was here. Sometimes... I still can't believe she's gone....
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Alt text: Em's thinking 'I'm twenty in four years. No way am I having kids in four years.'