George laughed a little. He loved Padma, desperately, cripplingly, but he would likely be the first in line to admit that she was irrational at times and spent way too much time stressing over things.
"I don't think 'relax' is in my love's vocabulary," he replied, "and I'm not sure it will be again... possibly ever." He shrugged. "That's what I'm for, I guess, to remind her that being worked up all the time isn't healthy. It's sort of counterproductive if she gets so worked up about possible problems that she causes them."
He lifted the glass for a sip of lemonade. He wanted to just have out with it already. Ugh.
"Is it all right if I ask about Neville?" Change of topic might be safe. No accidental blurts this way. Maybe.