If he thought that pointing out that he was here in a professional capacity would make her stop, he would speak up, but he knew better. "Verity, my dear, go shower. I can take care of the rest.... OH, and please, no silk night gowns you plan to keep after the birth. Pansy was most upset when it got dirty with... I believe she called it bloody goo." He was learning to deal with them.
He waited for her to leave, before turning to the house elf. "Make sure there are cotton sheets, no silk, and I need a small bed here for the children. Also bring me as four, five thick pillows."