He nodded. "Limonade would be wonderful, thank you." A flicker of a smile, tinged with some darker emotion. "It has, yes. Though I seem to recall a paper of yours in the meantime? About the relevance of Cold War cryptanalysis?"
"Her? Oh, no. I don't have children." Yet. And she wasn't his. Yet. "Her parents died in a car accident, and Carole took them in. I tutor Shiloh in English." And how to divide herself from Danu.