Saoirse takes my hand after all, hers so tiny just like the rest of her. She doesn't say a word - can't - and brings out the shell, and it's the same, it's just like last time. I give her hand a brief squeeze and let go.

"That sounds nice," I say lightly, keeping my tangle of emotions to myself. I'm not unhappy to see her, but I can't figure out what this place would want with her a second time. "You can really play music with that?" I stand so I can walk in with them, resisting the urge to pick Saoirse up.