"We're in Clouland now. We need to book the next flight out," Camila reminded him.

"Yes, we must get the tickets first," Forrest realized, snapping back to reality.

Excitedly, he pulled out his phone. “I'm going to have a daughter."

Camila then asked, "Will you continue seeing other women?"

"Enough," Forrest muttered.

"You need to set a good example for your daughter," Camila said with a smile.

"I understand," Forrest replied.

"Madam." Eagle approached.

“I'll be stepping out soon. Please look after my family," Camila instructed.

"Rest assured. I'll take good care of the children," Eagle assured her.

With Eagle there, Camila felt a sense of security.

"The next flight is in three hours," Forrest said, wishing he could teleport there immediately.

"Then that's the one we'll take," Camila decided.

Forrest was already making arrangements for the soonest flight.

He took a deep breath, still processing the sudden turn of events.

Wait...

Morrison had promised to take care of the child.

How could this have happened...

“Is his situation grave?" Forrest wondered aloud.

Camila shook her head. “Laura didn't specify. We'll know more once we're there."