He is only vaguely aware of the pillow situation, but he smiles about it anyway. He very reluctantly crawls out from between her legs to sit up, looking both enamored by her and pleased with himself.

"And how was I supposed to tell you? I'm not going to have abuelita put it in a Christmas card."

Even if she is long aware that her grandson is sexually active, prior to Sofia's existence.

He wants to kiss her, but some people don't like that immediately after, so he just sort of hovers and gently runs one hand up and down a leg. "Much better than before, I would hope."