Once again, that got Rory smiling. She had never had a problem with Leah, and even if she had, once she found out about what had happened to her child, all of that would've seemed painfully unfair to hold onto. But now, seeing her talk about her daughter and her future, it was striking to realize how much motherhood had filled out the woman. She seemed closer to whole. Rory wasn't always the most optimistic person herself, but she knew a good thing when she saw it.
"Oh, that wouldn't surprise me at all," Rory said with a laugh. She paused to watch the kids zipping away. Marigold had a few years on AJ, but they wanted to play together anyway. Rory hadn't really considered it before, but being in that facility had left an impression on them both, a bond of sorts perhaps. That was curious. "We all know she's going to be a looker, and I don't doubt she'll be a little badass, too."
And who didn't like all that during the zombie apocalypse.
Somewhere in there, she was teasing Leah a tiny bit, but that barely registered. Rory was enjoying this, the whole interaction. There were other mothers at Sing Sing now, but so many of them acted like victims, and that bothered her a bit. Leah wasn't a victim. She was a survivor, and that was always admirable.
"It did," Rory admitted with a shrug. "When we were in there, and this little girl ran up and started talking to us rather than just playing with the other kids, I didn't think anything of it, but Rae knew what they'd been calling her. And she told me. And I guess...it made sense. She was what you had lost, that piece that was missing." Rory took a moment, trying to figure out what to say. "People don't usually get to see the missing piece, alive and well. I'm glad, though."