The conversation that's ahead of them is...daunting, to say the least. No matter how much Helena tries to talk herself down, how much she knows Phil is a kind man and supportive and everything that Darcy would look for in a parent, there's a part of her mind that screams they should have had this conversation first. She said yes too quickly, too afraid of losing her beloved again. There should have been more leadup to this.

In the end, she had simply insisted. What's done is done, but they can't hide the truth from him overly long, or it won't be fair.

So, here they are, and here she is, back at the familiar house. She's walked here so often she could do it half asleep. And dinner, this she can do, and she's somehow managing to remain normal about this. Mostly. Phil can probably already discern they have Something to bring up, given how well he knows his own kid and how Helena seems to be a tiny bit on edge.

At least it's impossible to choke on the food. It's too good to subject to that, and despite herself, Helena has a healthy appetite. Just...stay focused.