"That's fine. You can look." He remembered it. Remembered being more like her. Remembered even more vividly how much Giacomo had been like her. Hell, he had seen Giacomo retreat to acting like this just a couple days ago when fucking Jack Harkness had used that tone of voice. Made his blood boil, the way they had all been groomed and trained. Reduced. "Just don't touch anything my side of the car. That could be dangerous, I need to drive."

Simple rule. "Food can be good. I will show you." He assumed that she would like sweet food. Fried food. Any kid would.