David sits in silence, unable to answer Bryan's question. Surely what they do depends on how long this is going to last. It's too early to let himself even consider the possibility that it's a permanent change, so as soon as the beginning of the thought enters his head, David pushes it away.

He seizes the photo as an opportunity to distract himself and pushes to his feet. "And my mom," he points at a different frame when he reaches Bryan's side, "and...I don't have one of my dad but this woman here, that's Goldie. She was our surrogate and very close friend. And the little girl next to her is her daughter, Shania."