Logan hadn't truly been the only one to notice Heather's presence, naturally Laura had known the moment she'd crossed the threshold. Though she continued her pancake flipping. She wasn't preparing them for herself, and had every intention of saving Tony from her son once Heather returned. But she didn't let on that the older woman was observing. "Only if his medium was a living body." X teased. Retrieving the final pancake she placed it on the plate with the others.
It was a domestic scene Heather though she'd never see. And she was suddenly glad that she'd come home when she did. When she'd been found out, given away by her nephew, she couldn't move. Not that she wouldn't. Her feet seemed frozen in place. Opening her mouth to speak, she had to clear her throat before she made a second attempt. "Pancakes would be nice."
As if on cue, Laura scooped Logan up from the high chair. "Thank you, Tony. I think it is time for a bath. You two enjoy." She was going to give the couple the moment they needed alone. As she passed Tony she placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed lightly. Showing her support without word.