She kisses his forehead like she used to when he was much younger, then leans back and looks at him. Except for the hair, and the tears, obviously, he looks just like she imagined he would at this age. The closest she ever saw to him this old was during the Royan Island project, and she'd been a bit busy despairing to really get a good look.

"Okay, sweetheart, I'm glad you missed me, but let's stop tangling up the Med Bay and go home," she whispers.