[ She nods, and goes about making his tea for him - pouring it out precisely, stirring in the sugar. She makes damned good tea, and it's nice to do - for about forty-five seconds, she has something to occupy her hands and her mind.
Then she places the tea in front of Adam, and that's lost. She sits down across from him. She looks tired. ]
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Then she places the tea in front of Adam, and that's lost. She sits down across from him. She looks tired. ]
I think Ronan hates me now.