Isabella sighed, one arm wrapped around Teddy's waist and the other wedged between them. She didn't mind that he was half naked. She was pretty sure they'd taken baths together when they were tots. And with all the times they'd crawled in bed with each other, with or without Vic, she was pretty sure it wasn't an issue. Izzy herself was in pajama bottoms and a tanktop, but that's just because that's what she'd fallen asleep in.
"You alright?" Not that he would be. Not much more than her. She knew how he got when Vic left, of her own accord or not. But that's not quite what she was referring to. He'd just gotten back from New York City, where a monster was attacking everyone. She wanted to know if he was physically alright - which if she'd been more awake and less sulky, she'd have realized he must be since she was pressed up against him.