"It makes sense," Remus said, pleased that Debi was feeling better now. "And I'm happy that you're looking forward to your wee one. I am, too - and don't mind Cymbeline, she'll come 'round, you'll see."
He returned the hug, then pulled back, giving a dramatic sigh. "Work? Yes, you slave driver, I know, I know. I suppose someone has to keep me on task, right?"