Majima shivers a little at the touch. He shifts on the couch to angle himself towards her, crossing one leg over the other, almost boxing her in. "I'm kinda in the same boat. Dolly's daughter calls me 'daddy' and it gets me thinkin'. But I sure as hell ain't real dad material and I've already made my choice -- what kinda family I'm a part of."

He curls a lock of her hair between his fingers. "Happiness ain't 'one size fits all.' If you could have any kinda life ya wanted, what would it look like?"