Maeve nods. "They've made us in their likeness, so it makes you wonder just how similar we are. I haven't thought of it as much, but...I guess it's always fighting to be different."

She smiles down at him, reaching down to give him a little head scritch. He's so cute at this age. "I'm glad that you feel different now. I am sorry that you suffered before that." She nods. "Sometimes that's how it works out. I'm not sure what life will bring me, but hopefully I will get some idea of it. For now, I'm choosing to believe I get the ending I want." A beat. "I'm glad he's comfortable with me. He's fond of you as well. It's easy to tell."