[She gives him room when he pushes, grins through the onset of hot, eye-prickling tears while he squishes her face. Leans in again (personal space? Who needs it!) to kiss each of his chubby little cheeks through her crying - which is disbelieving, giddy, closer to a laugh than a sob.]
I'm fine. Everything's perfect. Can I - can we go find your dad?
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[She gives him room when he pushes, grins through the onset of hot, eye-prickling tears while he squishes her face. Leans in again (personal space? Who needs it!) to kiss each of his chubby little cheeks through her crying - which is disbelieving, giddy, closer to a laugh than a sob.]
I'm fine. Everything's perfect. Can I - can we go find your dad?