A small, sympathetic smile that borderlines on apologetic, because she wishes she could help him somehow with that, too. She’d offer to stay up and keep him company more often, but she has a feeling Klaus won’t agree considering the little bun that’s in the oven.

Suddenly she’s glad she’s awake now, and that she’s able to be here with him.

“We have a lot of movies in the family room, and the pool, so I hope you know you can use anything and everything around here. Make yourself at home.” Which, well, he already looks like he is considering the underwear wearing in the kitchen, but still. She wants to make sure he knows that.

She smiles. “At least there’ll be some peace and quiet for a few months before a tiny little person joins us and keeps us all up with their crying.”