Karla couldn't help smirking just a little at that possessive side of her son. He was definitely head over for Adrian, and it was really sweet to see. "Anyone who's seen the way he looks at you wouldn't question for a minute that he's yours, sweetie," Karla told him, kissing the top of his head, something that hadn't gotten any harder for her to do since he'd become an adult. He'd never gotten to be very tall, which in a way, was kind of special for her as a mom. He was an adult, but he was still not too big for those comforting, mom things. "It's been really special for me to see you finding happiness with someone who loves and respects you as much as Adrian clearly does. Which is what you deserve, kiddo. I love him because it's clear how much he loves you, and I love seeing you treated the way you should be... loved up and happy. It's gorgeous, honey. And you deserve it."

It was clear that her boy was sick, and Karla hated seeing it... even more so when she worried about the possibility of bleeds, like what had happened when he was overseas with Adrian. "I think maybe you're just allergic to work," she teased him with a grin. "I know the little things are really what matter most, kiddo. And the little things with Carter have been so lovely. He's been so sweet and understanding, and incredibly open about his own experiences as a parent, and just in general. He's kind and generous, and I've honestly treasured all the time I've been able to spend with him. I don't want it to stop." She paused, thoughtful for a moment. "I think I could be okay having sex with him. Not that it isn't a little scary to take in, but... somehow he kind of makes that bit of it less scary."