Unfortunately that does soothe her enough to where she wiggles back against his side properly with a fake little huff. "I guess. It's not that difficult to like me better, dearest, when I don't remotely attempt to ruffle someone's feathers." Most of the time, she's very nice for the most part when she wants to be.

"Is that what that was?" She's fumbling around in her pocket to grab the thing and hold it out, she has no idea how it works, but she'll figure it out soon enough. "I didn't think something that small could be a phone or be able to send messages? A follow-up on what?~" This is absolutely her pretending to not know what he's talking about when she damn well knows what that means. Better he say it, though, partially because it amuses her. "Staying on a boat sound uncomfortable." Of course the kind of boat she's thinking is your typical sailing ship or something you have to use oars with. Not... not quite the same thing.

Probably for the better if he doesn't because she's already having a hard enough time wrapping her head around the idea of grandson being here since time fuckery isn't exactly in her wheelhouse. Excited about the whole thing and meeting him? Absolutely. Understanding how that works out time-wise? Absolutely not.