For a moment, when she didn't answer immediately, he wanted to tell her that she didn't have to, not yet, but... he wanted her to meet his children. He trusted her to meet his children. He, perhaps desperately, wanted them to get along, as he wanted them all in his life. So he held his tongue and waited patiently to see what she would say.
"Yeah, I think they will be," he said after a moment of due consideration. "I thought, maybe I can meet with them for a few minutes first, let them know you'll be over and all." He smiled at her. "Victoire, at least, will be asking about you. She's old enough to be aware of some of what's going on." Fingers stroked along her cheek, back into her hair. "Though if you'd rather wait on it, I understand." Kids could be very intimidating, he knew.