"I'm all right," Verity responded gently. She turned to set the box of cereal down on something. A table, the arm of a sofa, whatever was nearest to where she was standing. Then she brought her attention back to him. His arms were crossed, he seemed closed off. Maybe she should just... drop off the box and go? Did he even want her there?
"I guess I'm really glad that I didn't get hit by this... craziness. I'd be absolutely terrified if someone else was in my body right now." Her hand moved over her tummy, protectively.