[ Root is absolutely shocked into bright peals of laughter, hunching over her coffee mug, interrupted as she was about to take a sip. When she recovers she wipes water from her eyes. ] Gosh, I needed that.

[ It was so unexpected it got her to really laugh, and she's been so morose and sad for days. It feels like some subtle cobweb got dusted off her mood. ]

Okay. No. I'm not going to be anyone's mother. [ Root grins, not a trace of remorse. Lightly: ] It's really just not compatible with my lifestyle.