Theo was still worried, though he did smile when he saw her reaction to Nathaniel.
'I told you he was,' he said with a smile, walking up to the bed and taking the chair. 'He's over three months old, you know.' He disregarded the bassinet as Nathaniel was quite content to sit in his lap, his head twisting and turning as he tried to take in everything that was new. Theo smiled as his son waved his arms again, cooing at Verity.
'So tell me why you're on bed-rest, and how long it will last.'