Snuggle.

"We'll keep you safe."

"Thanks."

"Did you have fun at work?"

"Yes but I think meetings are more interesting to watch and Aitim has more of those."

"He sure does. I expect he'd be delighted to have you tomorrow."

"Good. I am delightful."

Snuggle. "Yes, you are."

And when she gets home she reads and goes to sleep.

Anitam issues visas for thirty Orvaran reds plus their immediate family. Aitim does not stop going to work but he starts coming home at a more reasonable hour.

Her hair dye arrives. They redye her hair.

" - ah -"

"What?"

"Your hair is now an interesting color."

"...how is a color interesting?"

"Your hair is now pink."

"...oh."

"I am glad it was not that color to start with."

"Would I have got murdered?"

"Possibly." Squeeze. 

"Maybe the doctor found things about plant dyes."

"Oh, that's a good idea, yes, let's set up another appointment."

"Yeah. Make sure you get it all, I don't want to be murdered."

"Now we know enough we could keep you safe but it would still be very bad." He dyes carefully.

She holds very still.

And he goes and tells her other dad the bad news.