Verity nodded. That did explain everything. She leaned back a little in her chair as she observed him. A small smile flitted across her features. "I like it." She said. Even though she had no idea what was going on in his dreams, she could still like the grey in his hair, couldn't she? "It's... dignified. Oof," she added, lowering a hand to press against her bump. "She's kicking me."