And just like that, he was her father again, holding his daughter tightly. "No, Clairebear," he said. "Don't be sorry. I didn't... I didn't know it was something you would want. Something you might need. No parent wants to think of their child dying. Even less want to consider the option of telling their child how to die. But if this is a way that I can help you..." He nodded. "I'm glad you told me. I know I can give you what you need. I don't know anyone else who could."