Allowing herself to be pulled into his lap, Winnie readjusted easily, tucking her head onto his shoulder as she curled up. "Maybe when you've finished." Dory, even if he wasn't that into it, would finish it long before she had a chance to. She sighed, content. This was good, this was a nice way to test the waters. A quiet night in, as if she was home too. Winnie would be lying if she didn't like the thought of coming home to Dory and going to bed beside him each night, but the rest of it, running a household, ministry events as his wife, his very large, very outspoken family, well it made her nervous. She loved her family, obviously, but they were not a huge part of her life, she saw them now and again, when Kit needed fixing up, or when Emelia needed help with the kids (who were no longer kids), but outside of holidays she was an independent woman with her own schedule. She also relished her alone time, needed it to recharge, though that wasn't as often as it had been.

Comfortable now, she ran her fingers through his hair idly, enjoying the moment. That was until he admitted to being in the hospital and she sat bolt upright again. Why hadn't he said something? Was it that bad? Curiously, she raised an eyebrow, now looking at him more critically. "A chestnut?" That confused her a bit and now she was leery of sitting on him when she could be aggravating an injury. Gingerly she started to lift her weight off of him, in case she was indeed doing just that, the last thing she wanted tonight was to hurt him further.