He stared at the little girl in confusion. "Well, Hannah, what am I going to do with you?"
"Play?" Hannah looked up at him.
"Right," Simon said. "Why didn't I think of that? Uncle Simon is silly, isn't he?"
"Silly," Hannah agreed. "Love."
"I haven't got anything proper to play with in here, just lots of nasty sharp things that we don't want to play with, yuck, right?" He nodded his head and smiled when Hannah copied his movements. "Let's go see what we can find in the cargo bay, huh?"
-- How I Soar Chapter 12 by fiareynne