She had the distinct feeling that she was being brushed off and she glared lightly at his head as he moved to do his tests. However, when he was finished he addressed her and she felt appeased. If there had been color in her face it began to drain as he impressed on her just how surprising it was that the child was still alive. The child... her mind whispered. Everything seemed to be happening so suddenly. Focusing, Verity listened to what he had to say. She nodded at the approprieate times. "I will," she answered quietly.
Her mouth opened to argue when he told her that she could have naught but water for a week but it closed just as quickly. This was important.
However, he turned to Monty and began to address him, telling her she was now on bedrest. "Lethargy is not good for anyones health," she countered. "I have a son, he needs me. I cannot lie about in Italy." And that was that.