Theodore was nearly done when she arrived - her father was asleep, and his condition was unchanged since he'd been here yesterday, so there wasn't much to be done outside of the normal routine - and he looked up at her with a smile before finishing up. He stepped over to her, noticing the placement of her arm, and he started to smile. He could see the roundness under her shirt, the subtle bump that was from her uterus, not her stomach. Hannah Abbott was pregnant.
That wasn't going to make it any easier to say what he needed to say, to take the risk of putting her into danger for the sake of her father's health. He hoped that they would be able to work out some other option. "Perhaps we should talk somewhere else?" he said quietly. "So as not to disturb your father's rest."