Alexander rose the cup to his mouth, blowing on it a little as he listened to her. However, as her words sank in, he was reminded of his suspicions back when he'd first noticed the odd liking for pumpkin juice. He'd even commented on it.
Barely noticing that he was still holding the cup near his mouth, he turned his head and looked her in the eye. "Savina..." he said gently, not quite able to finish the sentence he was intending to say. He should be able to - he was a Healer, dammit - but when it was his own wife he was talking about, it was completely different.