[She gently releases his hand and then shrugs.]

I don't know. I haven't spent a lot of time around kids. [Enis reaches for her beer and drinks the last of it.] I think I'd like them. Maybe. I don't know how to handle children. Maybe if it's an adult in a child's body.

[She wants something to do with her hands but finds herself all out of things to move or pick up.]