"Of course. He is… Ecstatic, to say the least." She forces a smile. "I have never seen him so… Lively." A nod. She wants to explain. She had been so distant from him, but it was not her fault. Her husband had been around more, employed extra protection for her. "Seneca… I… I’m sorry."
He tries his hardest to be happy for her, but how
can he truly be when he cannot celebrate with her.
His child... Seneca forces a professional smile.
"That's excellent to hear. I wish you and your
husband all the happiness." He flinches as she
apologizes, "Madame Snow, there is nothing to
apologize for. You should be resting. We don't
want anything to happen to the baby." He pauses,
"I do hope you'll bring the baby to the tribute center,
so it can see all that the Capitol has to offer."