[as long as he's physically able, he would never betray any child's trust in him, much less Ami's when he knows what that would one day cost her. So he's already ready when she flies free of the swing and he touches the dream just enough to slow things the slightest. Not enough to jar and he doesn't need to, but it makes it softer for her as he steps forward and opens his arms wide for her. Her little body impacts with his and he cushions it, catching her close in his arms and wrapping her tight. And the sheer pleasure of the act of her trust wins quiet laughter out of him as he spins, keeping her close and protected against his chest as he comes to a stop. His voice is soft and warm and happy as he answers:]
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And I've got you.