But she's too astounded at the odd feeling and the knowledge that there really is a little living thing in her (no matter how monstrous) to care that he's laughing at her.  She simply sits there for a bit, her hand feeling the kicks of the creature within her.  Eventually she forces herself to make it over tot eh bed, where she can lay back and place both hands on her belly.  She gently falls asleep to the squirming rhythms of the child inside her,