[This conversation has been a long time coming, and yet somehow it feels as though it has come all too soon. Lorna fidgets a bit with her cup, rolling it between her palms as she tries to keep her smile from taking on an anxious edge.]
Ah. So you've sorted them, then? Your thoughts on the matter.
[She tries and fails not to sound as nervous as she feels. In an effort to calm her nerves and wet her suddenly parched throat, she takes a small, tentative sip of her tea.]
[It's lovely, but she can't properly appreciate it when there is so much else for her to focus on at the moment.]
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[Oh, so that's what this is about.]
[This conversation has been a long time coming, and yet somehow it feels as though it has come all too soon. Lorna fidgets a bit with her cup, rolling it between her palms as she tries to keep her smile from taking on an anxious edge.]
Ah. So you've sorted them, then? Your thoughts on the matter.
[She tries and fails not to sound as nervous as she feels. In an effort to calm her nerves and wet her suddenly parched throat, she takes a small, tentative sip of her tea.]
[It's lovely, but she can't properly appreciate it when there is so much else for her to focus on at the moment.]