Owen is still looking after Marie with a touch of disbelief.

"Was she talking about how thick my hips are?"

Should he be insulted? Seems hard to tell. But he actually finds it more hilarious than anything else, and immediately turns back to Gwen with a grin, so thoroughly amused by her reactions to her mother. Amused, and also charmed, for that matter. He lets her drop her head against him and waits patiently until she can recover from such an ordeal.

"Sounds great," he says, in response to the plan she lays out before him. "Blue's gonna shake the rest of this off like nothing. At least, physically." And then his brow furrows, his expression shadowed by something they hadn't really approached directly until now.

"I don't have a great feeling about the other side of it, Gwen. We need to be ready for that."