[moony]

Agnes took care of the house in silence in the first floor. She would listen atently in case some sound upstairs could give her a clue to what was happening with her nephew, yet all was dead silent.
She hoped the young man had gone to sleep. He would surely need all his rest.
She remembered being pregnant herself and it had been tiresome with one baby, she wouldn't imagine what it was like to carry more than one.

After an hour or two she went upstairs with a tray of cookies and a cup of tea. She knocked gently on the door to see if he was awake and hungry.