Lavender's expression got a bit sad at the question, and she glanced over her shoulder for a moment, in the direction of the nursery. "A few months," she admitted, and then sighed. "That was less about needing to make a decision, and more about just being scared about being pregnant, and everything with Seamus and Dean." She shrugged slightly. "I ran to Wales, and my Aunt. But while I was there, I realized what I wanted and missed, so I came back." Focusing on Colin again made her frown go away and she added, "Maybe you and Dennis should go see your parents, then. I'm sure they've missed you, and you can still have some time there to think, I know spending time with my Aunt and getting advice from her helped. And you know you're always welcome here, too."
As he explained, the metaphor started to make at least a little more sense. "Ohhh. I see what he was trying to explain, about how there are levels to the things you do with someone else, and hugs and cuddles are sort of at the bottom of that scale." Then she giggled and nodded her head, "No, I don't think you'd want to do those things in the Tower of London." Although somehow, that gave her a similar idea for a scene in the story she was working on...