She opens her mouth, but only the mildest of protesting sounds comes out, because it's not fair for him to go on and say something like that and expect her not to react and want to talk about it more, because children is a conversation that she absolutely wants to have when she's alert and awake.

She glares at him and curls in closer, as if she needs to punish him and affection is her chosen weapon. "We're going to talk about that in the morning," she warns, nipping a kiss to his shoulder to inform him that what he's done is hardly polite.