"I thought a man proposed because he was interested in starting a family," Hestia muttered more to herself than to Tonks, however, she was never good at keeping her voice down. She managed a tight smile before tilting her head to the side. "Aren't you usually the optimistic one?"
She rolled up the sleeves of her sweater before glancing back toward Tonks' stomach. She hadn't noticed until then just how far along her best friend seemed be. Heavy eating, her arse.
"You might want to relax, maybe you ought to sit down."