Anna nodded. "He's definitely yours. Hardly makes a peep but he knows what he wants." She knew it wasn't possible, but she felt like the kid reached out for her when he was hungry. He watched her when she moved. Her Grace picked up on his little infant instincts and it just seemed like the kid was very determined for a little guy. Or maybe she was just imagining traits she expected (maybe wanted?) to see.
With his fingers stroking her hair, Anna felt herself relaxing. She honestly hadn't been sure how this would go. She half expected him not to show at all, and the other half of her expected him to bolt the second he got here. She was okay with this. She tugged the covers up over herself and wiggled the towels out from around herself, tossing them aside. Which wasn't like her at all, not putting things away in their rightful place, but she couldn't be bothered with that right now.