[She lifts herself up from where she hides against his neck, catching his gaze the moment that she does. How did he—? No, that's a silly question. Of course he could read her like the open book that she is around him, but that still does not diminish her surprise at how easily he figured her out.]

It is not just that.

[There's a sheepish look about her now.]

All this talk about you and your father... I realized that I never knew what having a mother was like. Nor was I taught how to be one... Yet, you...

[She pauses, takes a breath.]

You were always so... so good at it. Being a father.