[He nodded. But when she seemed to literally navel-gaze he stepped closer and wound his arms around her, a kiss pressed to her forehead. Everything was developing so quickly; he really hoped Dr. Natalus would give them some answers today, maybe a timeline...]

Man, you're always so freakin' pretty... How're ya feelin'? I hope breakfast was enough this morning.

[He may have gone overboard with the meal prep. He was his mother's son, and had a full spread prepared since 5 that morning, and traditional as well: Vegetables and grilled fish, ginger tea to help with nausea and the lot. It was like he was cooking for an entire family already, but he'd long since sheepishly accepted his gusto.]

Guess it's time for answers, at any rate. I think we're through with scrambling.