After all, what if he failed to defeat Fleur and was slain, his parents' bloodline thus severed?

How would he face his parents in the next world, then?

With that in mind, Charlie couldn't help turning toward Claire, whispering, "Why don't we have a child together…?"

It was nothing more than a soft murmur, but Claire seemed to hear him anyway.

Her eyes still closed, she murmured, "I'm really busy… darling… in a couple of years, maybe...?"

Startled, Charlie looked at Claire closely and realized that she must have been sleep-talking.

In that state, anyone would have trouble telling a dream from reality. If they just happened to be dreaming about someone who also happened to be whispering into their ear at the same time, they tended to respond, albeit incoherently.

So, Charlie could tell that Claire was dreaming of him, although he wondered if her answer was sincere or just half-hearted.

And since he didn't mean to ask that question in the first place, he smiled tenderly at Claire