She's infertile.

"That um... I'm... Um infertile." She had started out so strongly but quickly begins to fumble her words and get increasingly embarrassed as her head drops once more to staring into her lap.

"Well I'm sorry to hear that..." somehow you're not sure this is enough comfort as the woman begins to sniffle slightly, clearly on the cusp of crying. "At least now you know and can solve it. And now you know you're partner is fine." this doesn't seem to give her any more confidence as her sniffles turn more into clear crying.

"But that's the worst part! Neither of us are fertile! We're never going to have kids! " This time anger and frustration are creeping into her voice now. "The one thing I most wanted in life! Completely impossible now! There's no treatment, we just have to adopt. But it gets worse! My partner won't even touch me now, if he can't have a child with me he sees no point in fucking me! " she seems on the cusp of crying again despite her rising voice. You decide you must choose your next words carefully as you have to approach the topic of where you go from here. Adoption can be pricey... But of course there's something else on your mind now...