[She gives him a good long look and believes him mostly because he's not got a joke on him about it. That and it's in his eyes more than she's used to seeing. A few months in this strange place with no one from home -- that would do it. Margaret just nods. He's...quieter, maybe that's it. Maybe there'd been a time where seeing his face set her teeth on edge, but now, not so much.
Now she just-- She wondered if he was okay.]
Well. [Margaret nodded again, decisively.] I'm glad there's something good about this besides the coffee. [Look at her, making a joke.]
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Now she just-- She wondered if he was okay.]
Well. [Margaret nodded again, decisively.] I'm glad there's something good about this besides the coffee. [Look at her, making a joke.]