His cheeks are hot, Reid's sure they're an unmistakable shade of pink, but he doesn't care because Isabelle's reaction is so sweet, so genuine, that he can't help but laugh and hug her in return. It's a wonderful thing, to see that kind of joy meant for him, to be on the receiving end of a hug like that without thinking twice about why. This is what he'd wanted, he realizes, it's the reaction he's been hoping to see because up until now, he's been congratulated by strangers who don't know him very well and don't know Luke at all.

Isabelle is family, though, her happiness for them is unmistakably real, and Reid has to swallow down the lump forming in his throat just to get a few words out.

"Thank you," he says, outright beaming now. "I just really needed to tell someone close to us, it's been hard keeping it to ourselves. I mean, it's also been kind of nice, giving ourselves the change to enjoy it privately for a little while. We've already done a few things, cake tasting and talking about venues, things like that, but..." Reid shrugs a shoulder. "It's getting close to being the time to let the cat out of the bag to everyone."