[She takes an extra moment to pour tea for herself, too (and she takes almost too much sugar), while Duma paces slowly this way and that. He gets a few little pats for his efforts before Emmeryn leans back some against a counter. She doesn't mention the untouched tea, and wouldn't that just be nitpicking? But she wanted to give Keith the chance to settle, just a little, before she made any attempt to pry.
So now her voice comes soft, only speaking once she's done stirring her tea, but she hasn't touched it otherwise.]
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[She takes an extra moment to pour tea for herself, too (and she takes almost too much sugar), while Duma paces slowly this way and that. He gets a few little pats for his efforts before Emmeryn leans back some against a counter. She doesn't mention the untouched tea, and wouldn't that just be nitpicking? But she wanted to give Keith the chance to settle, just a little, before she made any attempt to pry.
So now her voice comes soft, only speaking once she's done stirring her tea, but she hasn't touched it otherwise.]
How are you feeling, after everything?