"But what if you get hurt?" Miki demands, possessive and ridiculously protective. "I noticed you tidied, I always do, I took special care to knock stuff over when I came in so it didn't look too neat. Oh, wow, does Lu know yet? You can't come hunting! What if you get hurt?"
His words are as tangled as his thoughts, but he's beaming still, eyes dropping to her belly every breath or so.