*friendlily* Oh, don't worry, Mother. I don't think I'd blame you if you were trying to get rid of me. *pauses a moment to let that sink in before continuing* I am very sorry. For the things I said the last time we met.
*laces his fingers together and looks down at them* I was very angry. Not that it's an excuse but- I am sorry.
I think she'll have a university degree before we know where we are.
*somewhat perplexed* I'll have to meet her before she grows out of dolls and toys. *by way of explanation* I got a couple of things for her. They're out in the hall.