[Oh. As shameless as she is about expression her emotions, Konoha almost hadn't even realized she was near tears, because that was... just how things were, when she let herself feel the full weight of being without her family. The husband she had given up everything in her life she'd ever known for, the daughter they had both wanted more than anything... and she'd left them. Even if she had never wanted to...]

Thank you...

[She takes the handkerchief. Even though she knows what he says about children loving their parents is true... her hearts still ache, thinking that,]

She's so young, I just... I don't want her to forget me... even if her father tells her- even if she knows I loved her, she won't remember my face...

[Jinba children grew up physically much faster than humans, they had to in order to survive in the mountains, they were standing at one month and walking by two... but mentally? As much as she wanted to believe... three months old isn't enough to recall much of anything, was it? Dabbing at her eyes, Konoha tries to laugh, but. It comes out a bit off.]

Maybe I can ask a more, ah... A more positive question... ? Like what she'll be when she grows up, or... or if she'll stay on the mountain with us or go down into the human villages...