[It was a lot to take in. She ate slowly, the soup making her wish her Papa were here. No offense, Axel, but canned soup is kind of gross when all she's ever known was food made from fresh ingredients. She was not about to indicate as much or say anything, though.]

[And then there were things she had no concept of. Ice cream. Science. Explosion. These words meant nothing to her. She thought she got the gist of it, though. He was happy, looking forward to the future. Something happened, but then everything was okay. And then trouble started.]