Genna hesitated. She knew her father didn't show things much and didn't say them... but he wouldnt' say them now if he didn't mean it all. She was torn and uncertain. She met his eyes for a moment before giving into old habits and throwing herself into his arms. "I'msorryi'msorryi'msorry. I didn't meanitI'didn'tIdidn't--" she cried into his tunic.
"It's not any of that," she admitted in a small voice. "It's only you didn't say anything and you looked so sad and we tried so hard but you didn't look any happier and we didn't know what to do and they said it was a pity we weren't boys..." it was all said in one breath and quickly enough to turn it into one contiuous word.
((*does the classic 'wtf, ij, wth did u do with my post?' dance*))