And then sobered. She turned her hand over in his and squeezed back. "You know, I might just take you up on that. Or call you, desperate, when I can't figure out how to do something.
"You know, I've always wanted to work with mothers and babies, but the youngest baby I've ever held was about six months? Even in training, we studied the newborns but we never really worked with any."
She gave him a look, then a faint smile. "I know. I wish every day that things were like we planned them." Her vision blurred a bit, but she blinked, then swallowed. "But they're not, and... I'll get through somehow. With my friends."