"And drinks around for the entire Deck?" This time she nudges him hard enough with her shoulder to rock him to one side. "Dummy. 'Course I'm sure. Some things you just know, y'know? Deep down. And I know you'll be a terrific dad and husband. Only a complete brain transplant would prevent it."

She decides not to tease him about finding a brain of suitable miniscule size. Now's not the time.

"Bet the kids can even go with you sometimes once they're older. If Riley comes along and all. Be good for 'em. How many of us are scared to venture Outside? Your kids won't be. They'll learn how to get along in both worlds." She guesses his work isn't as glamorous or tame as he'd like them all to think, but there must be occasions. Even if there weren't, there'd still be vacations.