How does the dialogue in this passage develop Dad's point of view? Dad walked into the living room, craning his neck to look all
around. "Oh no! I've lost Devon!" he exclaimed. "Where
could she be?"
He got on his hands and knees, crawling along the foot of
the sofa. "Nope, not under there."
He smiled as he passed the little toes sticking out from
under the curtains, but he managed to resist tickling them.
"Well, she's not here," he said, ignoring a giggle. "I guess I'll
have to eat this macaroni and cheese all by myself."