"Bobotuber pus gets used quite a bit in healing," Lily laughed. "She seems to be doing well. And I'm sure she would like that. We Marauder-adjacent ladies can show you guys a good time." Although the question of how they could start letting go of what future Peter did to them was still one that she had no clear answer to, it was getting obvious that they needed to decide how to handle it soon.
Smiling at the sound of his chuckle, she had a feeling James was thinking back to their last 'picnic' and her less than pristine appearance. She actually liked getting her hands dirty and dealing with the plants. Not exactly her dream job, but Lily wasn't complaining.
She caught a whiff of the juice, turning away to stifle the gagging sensation that came upon her suddenly. "Um, about that whole... baby thing," she started softly, peeking up at him with an impish smile on her face.
"When I went and saw Marlene, I had her give me a check up since I've been feeling a little... not right. Turns out, you're going to be a father, again." So it wasn't the grand revelation she wanted it to be, but she was getting antsy keeping it inside - and if she kept smelling that juice there was no telling how her stomach might react.
"So, I guess Harry's old crib would be favorite," she mused aloud, thinking as she spoke. "Unless you think we'll be able to find baby supplies somewhere. Oh, and you may want to apologize to Padfoot, since he tried coming in here before you and I could talk, and I practically pushed him out the door."