Verity scrunched her nose and shook her head. "No, you don't need a cheesy tattoo to uh- prove your dedication," she assured him. She wanted to implore how serious she was about this but she knew that joking was his coping mechanism. With Fred and George as well she was used to it. Besides, they didn't say things like this and it was a little scary. There were tears, that had to be enough.
"Lee, I have to tell you something. But I can't do it here, okay? As soon as we can get you out..." she turned her face to his wrist, kissing the skin softly. Her heart was pounding as she stitched herself into not being able to get out of telling him. She didn't know what they could do but at least he would know- he had a son.