Two teas from the staff room arrived and Morag accepted them with a nod of thanks before passing one to Susan. "Here you go. And yep. Recount away. From the beginning."
Shrugging off her robes and dumping her shoes beneath the desk, Morag curled up in her chair, tea in one hand, quill in the other -- but despite her ease, she never let Susan think she wasn't interested. Abduction and what boiled down to assault were serious crimes, and she didn't take them lightly, especially considering the injuries of the day before. She rolled her wrist at the memory, still angry.