[Donald can tell he's made progress when Louie's head is on his shoulder. He feels like he doesn't need to see his face to know that he's smiling on some level. He keeps an arm wrapped Louie protectively.]

Always glad to help.

[He feels like it's Time now. For That. And so, he starts to hum.]

Look to the stars, my darling baby boys.
Life is strange and vast, filled with wonders and joys.
Face each new sun with eyes clear and true...