[Fey]

Tal was glad he'd not taken another moutful when Kenly said 'daughter' his whole body sort of stuttered and stopped. While he had nothing against 'moms' he'd never dated one, mostly due to some bad times he'd had as a foster kid. He didn't even register the 'poking around in your brain' bit until she made the second comment.

"Oh, you could've probably driven a mental semi through my brain today, it was operating purely on autopilot. My boss was probably ready to skin me when he let us out since I was doing everything by route." Taking up the sandwich she'd made him he took a bite, chewed and swallowed, before he asked, "So, how old's your daughter?"