Pietro followed her into the apartment, making a point to keep his pace slow to match hers. His eyes moved from her face to her stomach, then back up to her face. He remained standing after she took a seat, then sat down on the couch as well, sitting on the very edge of it, ready to spring to his feet at a moments notice.
"I've been away, it's complicated." He looked down at her stomach and then back up at Wanda. Time to state the obvious. "Your pregnant. Very pregnant."
He had so many questions - chief amongst them where was the father and who was he? Why wasn't he here right now, making sure Wanda wanted for nothing? If he was out fetching something for her, well that would be an acceptable reason for his absence. Absent for any other reason? Unacceptable in Pietro's mind.