"Well yes," he said, "but... you never know. I'd rather have all the available tests done and know for certain that we have a healthy child. And that you're not at any risk." Again, it was easier to be nervous and fret than to actually deal with it. And he wouldn't get into why they bit, having spent so much of his time stuffing that dominant urge down as far as it would go.
He took her hand and covered it with his other, looking up at her with a soft expression, hiding his worry as much as he could. He nodded. "Yes, I'd like to go with you. I think it's... it'll help make it real in my mind and alleviate any worries I might have. Not that I don't trust you to give me a full report, but hearing it myself is better. Give me a couple of days to gather my thoughts and then we'll go. I'll put Molly at bay until after we see a healer and then, if you'd like, we can... make an announcement at dinner." This was the right thing to do, right? Because keeping it a secret would suggest he had something to hide when he plainly didn't. Tonks was beautiful and an exceptional witch. He was lucky to have her as well. "What did Hestia say," he asked, "what... is it?"