"Mhmm," Beatrice mumbled weakly.
"Alright, alright, there's enough of me to go around, guys. Why don't we go sit down and you guys can tell me about all that happened while I was away, okay?" Dante laughed softly as he kissed both his wife and daughter enthusiastically, trying to raise their spirits.
"Oh! Oh! Yeah! Let me start!"
Antonia practically jumped with excitement at the idea of being able to show off in front of her dad. She pulled Dante and Beatrice to the side, even choosing where they would sit so that they could better view her.
Sitting down, Dante finally had time to size his daughter up. His seclusion had been pretty long this time, lasting about 3 years in total. The toddler-like Antonia who could only reach his shin was long gone, maturing into a young teen of 11 years.