[She nurses her beer for a moment, eyes unfocusing as she falls into thought. She'd never asked Joel what he'd told Ellie –– she'd just always assumed he would fall silent about her the way he was silent about Sarah, about Tommy, about everyone else, saying something only when drunk or dreaming. Tess isn't hurt by it –– she knows Joel will still think of her, and she doesn't need to be some faceless part of his past to Ellie –– but it hadn't really troubled her before.]

No, that's how I've always thought about it, too. Once a dad, always a dad.

But yeah. [A dismissive wave.] I wouldn't expect him to have talked about me much. I guess it's been pretty weird for you to see him so... domestic.