When he died... She can almost forget about that part. Almost. She can't help but wonder if his daughter knows. If she had to weather the thought of him being gone. Somehow, she doesn't think so. If it were her, there wouldn't be a single picture where she's not clinging for dear life.

Are you okay?

"What?" The question catches her off guard, jolting her with a moment of panic. Did she let something slip? She didn't think so... But she's more determined to fix that smile in place, dialing that chipperness in her voice up a little higher. "Yeah, of course! Why wouldn't I be? We're about to raid the kitchens for snacks--that's going to be the highlight of my day!"