Oh! Right, that was a custom he, now a husband, was meant to abide by. Beau chuckled at her expression and wordlessly scooped her up into his arms. It helped that their height difference was so drastic, for she was lighter than most animals they worked with. "Was it even a question?" He teased.

Once inside, Beau carried her past the worst of the family room and planted her down in the (for now) tiny kitchen. Not because he expected her to live and work in the kitchen from here on in, but because Beau was most confident in the roof patch on this section of the house. "Welcome home, Mrs. Miller."