He typed a small message, so that one of the Oompa Loompa's would come fill in, before he shrugged into his own coat, and striding to the door. "You're quite welcome, my lady." he offered as he slipped out behind her.
He wasn't sure if it was the coat that offered the warmth that spread through her, or the knowledge that she was the woman who would father his son. The woman he would come to love. The only thing he didn't know was if he wed her. But... He would be sure, if she cared for him as he knew he would grow to, that he would insure that she was Lady Gisborne.