The tears behind her eyes take her by surprise, and she has to hold her breath for a moment. He gets it. He really gets it. By the time he looks at her, she's half-composed herself again, though it's clear his words had an impact. She's never been very good at hiding her strongest emotions, and right now, she doesn't really want to.

'I know.'

There's nothing to do in here, so she drifts back into the living room, settling into the same place, clutching that pillow to her midriff, and pouring herself a full glass of wine.