She leans into the contact, then, hungry for the comfort and the reassurance.

"I'm beyond happy to have you, and that we have— a child who will join us." Those two things give her more joy than she can find the words for. She swallows though, and her gaze drops. "I was not a good wife, in the beginning. I am still learning how to be Jarl. I... I hope I am a good mother. I lean on you so much already."

Too much, maybe. What if all that is more than Lakshmi wishes to manage?