[The smile, at least, is reassuring; but only slightly so. His thoughts weren't really helping things either, because he didn't seem entirely upset, but he certainly wasn't happy... so it couldn't be something emotional, right?
The cheesecake makes her blink, and she peers at it before sliding it closer. But then she glances at his face, the tea, the way no one could understand him in that brief flash...
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The cheesecake makes her blink, and she peers at it before sliding it closer. But then she glances at his face, the tea, the way no one could understand him in that brief flash...
...Oh.]
You're sick again, aren't you?