"I can guarantee that your story will make you tired just like her," he remarked, wiggling his eyebrows in return.
"She'll be fine. We're just two doors down from her. She's a tough kid considering who her parents are. She's probably made out of stronger stuff than us." As she fumbled for the light, Tony found himself staring at the little girl, pondering over how she came to be, what the time was like when she was born.