[Oh, Eggsy knows a thing or two about grief now, that much is impossible to deny. He does his best to anyway, though, not interested in talking about it most of the time, except for when he is, and then he feels as if he might explode if he doesn't get the words out of his system fast enough. Merlin's the one who's had to bear the brunt of that, though.

He definitely isn't in one of those moods now. It's much easier for him to focus on their potential fake dead child. Roxy makes a good point, that they could spin the lie and sell it over time, but he's still wary to go with something that heavy.]

What inconsistencies?

[Does she mean that they won't be very convincing as two people who are supposed to be in love? Because yes, that might be a problem, and explaining it away by citing the strain of a lost child would give it all some more legitimacy.

They're really going to go through with this, aren't they. Eggsy sighs and knocks back most of the rest of his glass of wine, as horrific of an idea as that is. The sourness has him wincing as he sets the glass down on the nearby table.]

Maybe we should be fighting a lot. That's usually what happens when two people lose a child, right? It tears their whole relationship apart.

[Which is depressing, but if they're going with this scenario they may as well do it right. And Eggsy has heard enough domestic disputes that he could fake one easily enough.]