"I wanted to name her after someone important to both of us." Janet's still sleeping, so Sam carefully eases off her little pink hat with earflaps so Jack will actually be able to see her. Her face is pink from the cold outside and the warmth inside and her mouth is all scrunched up the way she does sometimes when she's sleeping.

Sam doesn't know whether she ought to offer to let Jack hold her or if maybe he doesn't want to; she's lost the ability to read him like she used to, and she feels like she ought to protect them somehow, but that's completely irrational--she knows Jack, any Jack, would do anything for her and her kids whether they were his or not and they don't need protecting from him of all people. Maybe it's the potential for loss that she wants to shield them from, not wanting William to be more miserable than he already is, not wanting Janet to experience it at all.