It was hard to miss how observant the little one was. How those big blue eyes followed him, and his fingers. "What'd she say about my coffee?" He asked with a bit of a chuckle. "It's better than her Caf-pow!" He held his finger out to one of the tiny flailing hands.
"I don't have ESP, I just go with my gut." Lately his gut had come into question, by one of his team members no less. But his response was more of a return teasing than anything else.