If he'd questioned if his ex was really Rosie's other daddy, that was totally canceled out as he saw the middle name. He took her hand and helped her make the corrections, smiling all the while. "Well, I think your name is very pretty," he said, his voice a little soft as a song from his childhood began to invade his mind. He picked Rosie off of the counter, and began to sing as he tossed the pear cores into the trash with one hand, ready to take Rosie back out into the yards for more flying. "I was never crazy for flowers, I confess that nothing left me colder," he began to sing, not knowing if she would know the song or simply giggle at him. But it didn't matter: for the first time since meeting Rosie, he really felt like the dad everyone was telling him. For a little Rose loved him.