[Somewhere new might not have been so bad except it wasn't home and she'd been promised home. Her frantic look, eyes wide, and in typical Felicity-fashion, showed just how unhappy she was with that possibility.]

She said we'd go home, Nick. If we wanted to. Not-- whatever this is. [Her hand went to her stomach and she took a breath. Leaning against him, she looked around again.] I know it's bad luck, but. It can't be any worse than the last place, right?