Faolan struggles with himself as he passes her back the box and then tries to think of what a person should say in such circumstances. Obviously she doesn't know whether she's expecting another child or not, that's what the test is for. But on the other hand, she wouldn't be looking for the test in the first place if she hadn't suspected... Gods be merciful, but he's not any good in a situation like this.

"I..." he says, before trailing off and starting again. "They are. Still." He should be watching where he's going more carefully, especially if he's nearly bowling over potentially pregnant women now.

"Are..." He tries, trailing off once more, needing to gather the courage to continue to ask, "Are you alright?" He doesn't just mean because he'd knocked into her either. He knows what her life is like, with Bran gone most of the time and all. He wonders how she's doing, having to come into a pharmacy for a test like that at a time like this.