Does he lack for rewards? If only she could do something about that. All she's got is this endless ability to keep laughing when she's happy.

"Mmm, no, which is the problem. Peter Pan shouldn't be so neatly dressed, poor boy without a mother and all." So she's snatching the cap away now to muss his hair. Her fingers work quickly, gentle and self-assured; like she knows she's meant to do these things. Then his hat is plopped back on his head. "Better."