He probably would have liked staying even less.

Almost just as soon as they're outside of the door, there's a yelp of pain from Mia, but it's brief.

"It's all right, Draco," Lemia says, putting a hand on her son-in-law's shoulder. "We know how strong Mia is. And we'll be back to her soon."

Lemia gathered some clean cloths and other supplies, quietly asking Narcissa for a helping hand in carrying things.

When they get back to the room, Mia's once again sitting up on the bed and Jessica says, with a smile, "We can probably expect the baby to be here later tonight."