Eva sighed quietly, a sympathetic frown tugging her lips downward. She could see this was truly bothering him and that at least, was not news to her. He had automatically tried to make things "right" by her (as if it weren't half her fault as well) and he would want to do the same by this child, naturally, but if his mother wasn't willing to work with them, or acknowledge Beau as the father, it would be more difficult than necessary.

"Of course there's something to be done," She wondered if he thought she would disagree, but Eva knew better. If it was important to him, if he was convinced the boy was his, it was now important to her, too. "If he's yours, you have a right to be in his life. Just like you chose to do for this one." She motioned down to her tiny bump and the little life growing within.