Seeing her smile, even if it wasn't a full watt smile, made that worry that weight that had settled in his chest loosen. Things were going to be okay, it was just going to take some time. He had to keep that in mind, not everything was going to be fixed overnight.
Breakfast passed in comfortable companionship, Jaimeson even bouncing his leg along to certain songs. Then she was getting up, talking of tidying up the plates. He handed his over, but then rose from the sofa so that he could follow after her. "Let me help with that," he asked, just in case she had intended to start washing the dishes right that moment. "Besides, you've got the tests," came out in a softer tone. While he didn't think she needed the reminder, he was too anxious to not ask. There was part of him that so badly wanted her to be pregnant, and a bigger part that was hoping she wasn't. That part knew that she didn't want kids yet. She had had her whole career planned out, she would find a new career to dominate. He was sure of it.