Somewhere at the back of his head, he's thinking that of course, of course she has options, solutions, plans. She's always been resourceful, he imagines she wouldn't have come to him about this without at least going through the possible outcomes of this conversation through her mind.

But mostly, he's still taken aback by the shock of this news. Nothing he'd ever expected to hear - which is surprising, considering how much sleeping around he's done in his whole life. But then again, unlike his grandfather, he has always been careful about protection.

He just hadn't expected for Riliana's contraceptive measures to fail.

Groaning softly, he closes his eyes, leaning back and letting his head drop over the back of the couch, a hand moving up to cover his own eyes. "Shit." He breathes out, tilting his head to the side just so to glance at her. "Are you sure? I mean, like-- did you see a doctor or something? A home pregnancy test isn't exactly the most reliable thing."

Funny that it doesn't even cross his mind to ask if she's sure he's the father. Maybe it's the shock, because that's exactly the kind of thing that Anders would say without even thinking, but it is a lucky thing that it doesn't come to mind just then. Later he might think it, but at that point he'll know better than to ask her that.