Aidan cracked the seal and poured whiskey into her mug, then into his. "That seems like a good course of action," he said, sipping his spiked tea. "Lena, you deserve nice things, you really do. It just turns out Thomas wasn't one of those things, I guess. You'll find someone better, who won't hit you when he's pissed off."
He smiled into his tea. "Should it come to that, I'll leave you to sleep it off," he assured her.