Bryn was adorable when he blushed, and Lucy was compelled to take pity - or maybe she'd make it worse, she wasn't sure. She stopped smirking, but she also reached across the table to give his hand a quick squeeze.
"I miss my cat," she said, only mostly joking. "Not mine, really. One of my old housemate's. Watching her try and fight her way out of a cardboard box was endlessly entertaining."