A critical eye passed over Gwen, and for now, Morgana let the title pass. Her friend looked healthy, or as healthy as a pale pregnant woman could look and given that Morgana had little experience with pregnant women, it was saying something that she thought that Gwen looked alright enough to go out. It was on the tip of her tongue to change the entire situation to a day in, however, she knew that her friend didn't like being coddled. So she decided to pick and choose her battles. For when it got colder or something similar.
"Yes, Gwen." She said with a warm smile. Closing the door behind her, she immediately slid her arm under Gwen's in easy familiarity, and began walking with the other woman down the hall. "How are you feeling?" While she wasn't going to coddle didn't mean that she didn't want to know, that she wasn't concerned.