Georgia giggled softly at his short anecdote. "Mmm," she murmured knowingly. "Selective hearing." Elizabeth was notorious for that. She wouldn't hear a word you said, but if it was good for her, she could hear you across the house. "Well, I was more than three and I only said about three words, so he thought maybe I couldn't hear all the words, so I couldn't say them." She was very happy for what had happened, knowing sign language was such an obscure, lovely skill to have.
Happy to see that James was settled in, Georgia became very comfortable too. She held out her hands to him, and gently traced a J from her middle finger down. J. Then she crossed her first finger across the top of the opposite hand's palm. A. With three more signs, she retracted her name and smiled. "That's your name!"