Rolling her eyes, Victoire nodded slightly. She'd known he'd be happy, but that didn't make her any less anxious or upset about it. Her grip around her legs tightened and she buried her face in her knees. He was going to make her say it. She took a breath and exhaled slowly, not lifting her head up when she spoke so her words were muffled. "Right.. like from being pregnant," she said softly.