Piotr's hand curls gently around hers, thumb stroking once along the side of her hand.

"...I will hover," he admits, warm and a little amused. (But not repentent.) "You are doomed to that."

For the other -- well, the answer is yes.

It won't stop him fretting, not until the baby is born and safe and healthy, and so is Kate, whereupon there will be a whole new set of things to fret about, because they will have a newborn baby, and their daughter will be a mutant child in this world.

But he thinks for a moment before he admits, in the same language, "A little. Yes."

"But not if it'll make you less comfortable. If you'd rather stay here, Katya, I do not mind. We can go quickly enough whenever the time comes."