Definitely smaller. He nodded, rubbing his hand through his hair and glancing over to her. Merlin, this was going to be awkward. They arrived at the floo grate without any trouble and West offered her an arm, assuming that she wouldn't want to fall on her arse as she got into the floo or anything.
West was definitely at the head of a moral dilemma. On the one hand, she'd been pretty civil for having found him blowing her 'boyfriend'. That meant she at least deserved a more coherent explanation, right? Right.
And he wanted to figure out just how much she ... wanted to have the kid. "So. Do I need to get you some sort of special furniture to sit on when we get there, or can you deal with the couch?"
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