"My apologies, I should have said you don't seem the type to enjoy being sedentary against your will," she revised with a slight smile. "You do have a sort of restlessness about you. It's a different kind than what James and Sirius project." Remus was more calm and measured with his need to move, as opposed to James and Sirius, who both often seemed like they might explode if they didn't do something right now.
She sighed, playfully. "Perhaps one day if we're both bored, we can make it into a guessing game. Although, that could get complicated."
Gently pinching the bridge of her nose, she gave a one-shouldered shrug. "Believe me when I tell you that I understand why James is being overprotective, I really do," she explained. "And it's honestly just my luck that the day after I tell him about the baby, he runs into a troll. And then the fire-breathing birds...now suddenly he's telling Harry I should get help in the greenhouses. And of course Harry's on board with all this." She huffed. "It's almost as if James conveniently forgot that I wasn't exactly barred from fighting Voldemort during my pregnancy with Harry."