A father. She had a father. HAS a father. And, if what Goliath says is true, he was likely everything she thought a father ought to be. She tries to picture herself as a child, spending time with the man, watching the crime shows her mother always yelled at her for watching. She tries to picture what he'd look like. What her brother would look like.

She can't do it.

"What... what's he like? Did you know him? What did he look like?"