"Yeah, I'd like that. You sure you're alright though?" He puts his hand at the back of her head and tucks it into his shoulder.

Or has she never had to have a conversation like this? Hell, every time he's had one it's been when the world was falling apart around him. Maybe it's that it's just kind of fine right now that makes it odd. An artificial kind of fine, and it's just a dad hugging his daughter in public. There's no real traumatic desperation in it.

It's just a moment, and somehow a moment is odd.