[She draws her knees up beneath her and smiles, nursing the mug in her hands and taking in the scent.]
It's a good one, I've always liked it.
[She takes a sip and taps her finger against the china, wondering what to say in the gap between knowing and not knowing the full extent of his afflictions. The coffee tastes delicious, and provides her with the fortification she knows she's going to need.
It's not escaped her notice that he's in a shirt, and he looks more comfortable for it.]
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It's a good one, I've always liked it.
[She takes a sip and taps her finger against the china, wondering what to say in the gap between knowing and not knowing the full extent of his afflictions. The coffee tastes delicious, and provides her with the fortification she knows she's going to need.
It's not escaped her notice that he's in a shirt, and he looks more comfortable for it.]