The tears were slowing down the longer she held on. It took a few minutes but this was always a magical fix and she wasn't going to second guess how it always worked. It helped her calm down enough though that she could sift through her thoughts and come back down from the anxiety from a few minutes ago. At least most of the way, to a more rational thought process. Ama had mentioned her emotions might be a little... extreme.

She managed a weak chuckle. He wouldn't, hadn't had, any complaints that she knew of, and she hoped that if there was something amiss he would tell her. These first few months had been everything she had hoped for; getting to come home to him and curl up in bed beside him, spending their free time together, just like she'd wanted. Despite her own weird isms with figuring out physically where to put herself sometimes, Daff felt like this was home, simply because it was where Elias was. It was all still relatively new, it wasn't meant to be perfect, even if she had a hard time remembering that.

Daff wiped away the last few tears with her hands, leaning back a little and peering up at him with a small, hopeful smile. "I'm sorry, I'm a mess," she sighed. If only she really could go back and start the day over. "I think I was so wrapped up in telling you that I didn't stop to think about how I felt about it and it all sort of came out at once." It was a gut reaction; she hadn't expected it to be so soon, which was silly of her, but she just needed time to adapt. If she'd stopped to think about that sooner, she would have unleashed these mixed up emotions on one of her sisters instead. He was her safe space though and she just hoped she hadn't completely set a negative tone to this experience. "I do want this baby, our baby. And more after." She promised, hoping he believed her. How could she not want to collect all these little pieces of him for herself?

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That quiet chuckle felt more like a gift than anything else, after that, some miniscule sign that not all was lost. “You know you warned me you were a mess a long time ago,” Elias reminded her, with a fond grin, if a tentative one. She had said as much before they were married – he could picture it, back at her flat... and even before then, before they had been together, when she had showed him the rooftop garden. “It didn’t scare me then.”

So it wasn’t fair of him to be wary now, was it? He ought to be more used to it than less. And she was emotional; he had been prepared for that. Or – he thought he had been prepared for that. But this was a change, a big change, and any change came with necessary adjustments. Things would go wrong, and they wouldn’t always be sure, but – there would always be another way around, another solution, as long as one didn’t throw in the towel too soon. Better, Elias told himself, that Daff was honest. If she was honest, at least he knew; at least he could try to be there for her, to make things easier on her as they went, to counter her worries where he could.

He couldn’t say he felt as confident as he had a few minutes ago, but this was – the reality of it. Daff’s assertion that she did want this might have felt hollow, but for that last addition: surely she wouldn’t have added that if she didn’t really mean it? So he felt some tension ease out of his shoulders, and the smile inch a little wider again. “We’ll see,” he said easily, not about to rush into looking that far ahead now – at the moment he would rather just get through the rest of the day intact – but Elias did want to cheer her up a little, at least. “But I hope so. Because if there’s one thing I know, it’s that you’re going to be a great mother. I promise.” She was too full of love and light and affection and generosity not to be, however scared she was.

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The reminder that she hadn't been able to scare him off yet did more to soothe her nerves than anything else. She had warned him, multiple times, at just how much of a mess she could be and he had chosen to stick around. Merlin, how did she get so lucky? She was pleased to see he looked a little more reminiscent of the excitement from earlier, if not quite as (understandably) exuberant about it. She still felt guilty for ruining the moment, but hopefully they could salvage the day itself.

"If I am good at anything, it will be because of you." She was still worried, still felt like this was a lot to tackle, but she had many more months to figure it out and with Elias along for the ride, it would be just fine. If he felt confident, she would get there too. And she had the utmost confidence in him, had seen him with his niece and nephew, and her own enough to know that all she had to do was follow his lead.

Daff wanted to keep this momentum going, so she passed him a better smile. "I have another present for you," the pocket watch was still upstairs and she wanted him to have it. Instead of going up to get it, leery of the dizziness that still lingered in her periphery, she summoned the little box with her wand as she pulled it from her dressing gown. It came zooming down the stairs right into her hand and she chuckled as she held it out to him. "I know it's a little cliché, but given the timing, I thought it might be something nice to eventually pass down." She wasn't sure if he had one, or what condition it was in, but that had been her thought process at the time and she hoped the sentiment was enough.

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He disagreed with her remark, but didn’t think he would get anywhere by correcting it, not now – so he let it go with a smile and a small shake of his head.

And he would have to wait until he was alone and had had some time to figure out where his head was, following all this – if his excitement had been dampened to concern, if he should be worried. But for now, there wasn’t space to: for now, he was focused on bringing Daffy back up as best he could.

So he prised open the box without bothering with any more of the usual, Daff, you shouldn’t have, I didn’t need anything. And he had to give it to her: Daffy was good at gifts. The smile came easily this time, smaller but entirely sincere, and more emotional than he had expected – her emotions must have been rubbing off on him – given the news of her pregnancy.

“It’s not cliché. It’s perfect, Daff,” he mumbled, taking it out and fitting it into the palm of his hand to admire it. He knew it was tradition, to get one a wizard came of age – but his father hadn’t known that; and in any case, at the time Elias had turned seventeen his father had been out of work again, so wouldn’t have been able to afford anything much to hand down. A couple of years later, Elias had bought himself a cheap pocketwatch later when he’d had cash to spend thoughtlessly, and of course it hadn’t been the same. This was already more meaningful, weighted with all the prospects of what was to come. “Really. I love it. I love you.”

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