[He takes a sip, just watching them both fondly. They're his and they're safe and they're here and maybe he's frustrated with not being able to push his political agenda because of the storm, and maybe he's scared of Ariel's dreams (his memories) and maybe he is apprehensive about giving Ariel more to do--but just at this moment he's also very happy. It's nice.]

Confidence is good if it's warranted isn't it?