Lydia wanted to smack herself in the head. She should have known it was the Bistro. She knew first hand what it was like to stress about a job or a career. Merlin, she did it all the time. She was constantly thinking about how she could possibly screw up her and whens he first started out it kept her awake more nights than she wanted to admit right now.
"Theseus, why I totally think you are delusional for thinking such thoughts, I can totally empathize. There's nothing wrong for wanting to succeed and to do well. Anyone in your situation would be stressed to the max as well. Merlin, if I was you I'm not sure I would even been sleeping. Are you sleeping?" No, now is not the time to be his mother, you were just about to have sex with him.
She looked down at him and smiled, "The Bistro is going to do just fine love, trust me. Then you shove it in your father's face, that you can be successful when you put your mind to it."
"And you aren't bad at sex, you've proved that to me before and you know it. You're just stressed out, it's a normal response, so stop being upset about it." When he offered to finish her off she chuckled and shook her head, "Don't worry about me. I'll be fine. We will just chalk this up to a rain check for once I get back yeah?"