"Oh, no, that's alright," Grant replies as she takes the jacket from him. He stays in the kitchen, watching as she moves to put the jacket away, then pushes away from the wall, checking the tea. "This is a lot nicer than the quarters in the Tower," he says, grinning at her as she returns. He pauses then, shifting his weight from one foot to the next. "Um, is there anything I can do to help?"
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Date: 2006-12-24 12:01 am (UTC)