Clint didn't rush her, just let his thumb brush her fingers back and forth and gave her a chance to process. "Just as worried as I was." he admit, lifting his hand to pull hers up too, kissing her knuckles lightly.
He took a second to keep hold of her hands before sliding his away so he could scoot over in the bed. He took up more room than usual lately but thankfully the maternity beds were on the bigger side and there'd still be room for both of them. "Come rest. I know you haven't yet."