Both of Teddy's parents were already stepping forward to greet Natasha properly, Elizabeth smiling brightly as she shook the hand. "It's wonderful to meet you. Teddy spoke very, very highly of you."
"I did." Teddy chirped affirmatively, like a proud little kid waiting for his gold star, but the deflated slightly as his father took over greeting his future bride, giving her son a once over.
"And why aren't you wearing a tie?" The eyebrow was accusatory, but the tone was playful as the woman leaned up to plant a kiss on Teddy's cheek. "Just once I'd like to see you wear one." Teddy merely sighed in response, leaning forward to return her greeting with one of his own. He felt Elizabeth's hand move to his arms, patting him at the elbows as if to help settle him a bit. Was it that obvious?
"It's a pleasure, Natasha." Adam smiled warmly, shaking her hand and moving his free one to pat the top of hers. He looked over to Teddy, offering a nod. "Hope you weren't waiting too long."
"No, sir." Teddy replied, almost in military fashion, and he felt his mother slide her arm through his. "Are we ready then?" He realized a second later that he'd actually asked that question to the top of Natasha's head, not realizing just how close he'd scooted to her. Safety in numbers.