[She says it dryly, but there's something fond in her voice nonetheless. Truth be told, she's quite pleased with how this entire conversation is going. There's still grief weighing her down, but this is . . .
Nice.
How strange. She'd never much liked children before this. She hadn't even liked children when she was a child, but interacting with Tiki . . . it's refreshing. Tiring, sometimes, but enjoyable. There's something lovely about her optimism and the gaps in her knowledge.
Perhaps this is what Robert wanted, she catches herself thinking. He'd talked about babies, about children, and she'd scoffed, but . . . perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, having someone young toddling around behind her.
She pins the last strand up, pushes her comb in place, and leans back, smiling to see the familiar hairstyle on Tiki.]
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[She says it dryly, but there's something fond in her voice nonetheless. Truth be told, she's quite pleased with how this entire conversation is going. There's still grief weighing her down, but this is . . .
Nice.
How strange. She'd never much liked children before this. She hadn't even liked children when she was a child, but interacting with Tiki . . . it's refreshing. Tiring, sometimes, but enjoyable. There's something lovely about her optimism and the gaps in her knowledge.
Perhaps this is what Robert wanted, she catches herself thinking. He'd talked about babies, about children, and she'd scoffed, but . . . perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, having someone young toddling around behind her.
She pins the last strand up, pushes her comb in place, and leans back, smiling to see the familiar hairstyle on Tiki.]
There, now. You're finished.