"People...do this the world over," he said, a touch desperately. "People far less together than us, with far less resources than us. We have...we're more than financially secure. We have a home that's fully paid for. We have a strong support network, plenty of people to help us out. It will...we'll figure it out."

He was, of course, lying through his teeth that he really believed any of that, but he'd at least managed to get his wits back around him, and they were all perfectly logical, persuasive arguments for why this was going to be all right.