Darcy couldn't help but smile a little as she watched Bruce pick up the little boy and carry him off to bed. She hadn't taken to the idea right away but now that she'd gotten used to the idea that Jacob really was her son and somehow she'd managed not to crew it all up with Bruce, she was kind of attached, both to her son and the idea that she had this family and it was all so...normal. The fact the man she was with sometimes saved the world as the not-so-jolly green giant notwithstanding. And maybe it'd taken thinking she might have lost him to realize she really did like the idea of being a mother, even if she'd missed a few years, but she hoped maybe she was doing a little better at it now
"Ever since Boo went to bed. He watched and seemed to think it was a good idea." she answered, nodding toward the movie and stretching her legs a little bit as Bruce walked back out.