Becky sighed and got up to walk over to Colin. She was slow about her movements, but she knew he wouldn't get up and run away, at least she hoped he wouldn't. She bit her bottom lip and kept the tears back after that admittance.
"Move your hands." she told him. "Or you don't have to really, I'm sure all her memories are good. Can't hurt you to have some of those in your head..." she offered.
Amy looked at him curiously, tilting her head like she was inspecting him. "You should at least get to hold her..."