She was already nodding, her cheek rubbing against the soft of DaDa's shirt. She liked DaDa's eyes, they were pretty and warm and safe. Just like he was.
Warm and safe.
"'Member when you came first? When you were fuzzy and Da din't know? And the lady? Da's mon'ter was one too, like fuzzy and the lady, but den he was Da sometimes. Den he was Da always and Da was gone. All gone and scared me."
She raised her watery eyes to his. "Why'd he take Da away, DaDa?"