"Exactly." She trailed her thumbs over his cheeks wiping way any tears that might have run free. "And that wee seamonkey of yours is going to be perfectly fine. And you'll be dying to show me pictures, and fill up my cell with little blips of the wee thing." She offered him a smile. Hoping he would do everything, as if they were instructions. "Jarvis can look at it now, you know. Let you see the wee life inside."