Moira raises an eyebrow at the grandeur of the office, not really surprised by still curious as to why anyone would need so much space. She appreciates the view of the woods, though, and as she settles herself on the couch, she finds her gaze wandering there more often than not. It helps her to have a reminder of nature nearby.

"I think I'll be okay, thank you," she tells him, leaning back on the couch. She isn't sure how to begin; there's so much she needs to say. "So, do you want to know the gender of the baby?"