Rita stares for a moment, heat rising to her cheeks. She already does?

"Then..."

The pragmatic side of her wants to scoff and dismiss it, but in her heart, there's a part of Rita that feels... overjoyed, for a word. She glances away, momentarily flustered, as she processes that. It's not just her imagination. This really is what having a family feels like...

So where do they go from here? It takes a few seconds for her to find her voice again. "...I want to ask... what are you going to do when all of this is over?"