[Toby chuckles softly] Maybe with some people. I'm still getting used to actually carrying a cell phone at all, let alone checking it when I'm not expecting a call.

[the softness in her features--something that has been difficult to find again, and might hurt but is still instinctive--lingers as she looks back at the child] Hey Daylight. [she tries to keep a balance of sweetness in her voice without being condescneding--she knows April had been young when they met, and had looked like a pre-teen and maybe had the emotions of one, but she'd been smarter than Toby could ever hope to be. She doesn't know if Daylight is the same, but isn't going to assume anything just because he's playing a lot like Gillian did.

At least there's something to keep her from lingering on the image of a little girl with her father's eyes who had asked Mommy to buy ice cream on what should have been just another day. She draws a breath, smiling at Lorem] I'd be glad to help out. How high's he climbing these days? [she can't keep something-well, parental out of her voice, then; she still remembers Gillian climbing bookshelves, after all]