Adrienne lifted up the covers and climbed in, the motion feeling slightly awkward given they were sleeping in the same bed. She was happy with their sleeping arrangements though, and found herself wanting her husband near. That he was nervous served as a bit of a comfort, however illogically so. She reached for his hand to give it a small squeeze. “Well that’s a relief to hear.” She replied, leaning forward to brush the back of the same hand against his cheek. “I’m sure it’s all for nothing. Perseus is a darling child, and we shan’t force any of your relatives to hold him if they don’t want to.” She joked.