Re: But he was my trouble. "Well, my husband is very potent." Her nostrils flared. She stared at Nate for several beats before Zap erupted in laughter. Her smile faded to a stupidly amused one and she wore it as Nate mentioned Qiana. Her chest rose as she steeled herself for what her adviser was implying. Right? He was implying something. She felt a shiver and knew he hadn't directed it, then her curiosity and mild panic had been put off when he spoke again. Her heart melted a bit at his outpouring of sentiment, and her ears perked as she gave the dark conjuror a thankful smile that lit her whole face.
"I'm sorry, too," she told him, seriously. "But-" Eva's head angled in a stern, slightly concerned position and her eyes forced Nate's to make contact. "Was that flirting? Did you just flirt? Because it felt like flirting." Her eyebrows wriggled as she teased her trusted adviser, a challenge in place. "You're not a vampire," she then conceded, belatedly, then relaxed her posture and cleared the space between them in her reception room so she could hug the big, smart, clueless Death Eater. She held him for a moment before she pushed her belly toward him and then said quietly, "Bumps bump..." in an excited tone.