Naomi glances over her shoulder at Bobbie and smiles softly, letting the door slide closed behind the last of their boys. She loves them, and obviously Bobbie does need the help right now, but Amos is a bit of a disaster and Alex is so distressed by the situation that they both need to just. Be somewhere else for a bit. Prax and Frank can babysit them, respectively.

"I'll leave that up to you, but it did get them out for a break. Everyone's starting to seem a little tense." She knows she would tire of quite as much fussing as has been happening, and Bobbie is normally far more physically capable than her. With a little shrug she crosses back to Bobbie's side and settles on the edge of the mattress. "If you just want some quiet instead, I can finish up Max's boots."