The scents would never be diluted enough for him, not with his range, but her pressing in against him helped. It kept him from outright snarling at anyone they passed, and he heard the car up ahead, slowly steering her towards it while trying not to seem like he was. One spoiled secret at a time. That's all they could handle right now. "I think we have less time than you thought, Foggy. Your... scent is a lot stronger now than it was before."

He was hoping that would make her steps quicken, knowing that she had been hiding her status for a reason, and she probably wouldn't want it spilled now.