A small smile. "Sorry. I get a lot of judging looks, a lot of people admiring my 'little brother'. It grates after a while, but I try not to let it bother me. Here..." She digs into her pocket and pulls out her phone, offering Tanya a glimpse at the photos. Indeed, there's a cute little dickens with a mop of reddish hair not unlike Flo's own, and a bright smile - maybe around two.