"You feel it, too? I wonder what it could be... Maybe we left a light on somewhere."

It's probably just a trivial thing, whatever it is, not worth worry. At least, that's what she tells herself, what she's determined to make of it, as she smiles up at him.

"...You reminded them about the flower bed, right?"

She loves her children. ...But the flowers are her babies. The kids always come out on top, but sometimes it can be an awfully close call.