He poured out a cup of tea for her, shifting to fetch a couple of Diligence’s delicious oatmeal chocolate chip cookies from the jar on the counter, settling them on a paper napkin. He watches as she speaks, moving to the window as he fixes her tea.
“Then you are doing all that can be expected of you. Until the day you’re handed a sword, tend to the ones who need it.” He moved to her, offering over the mug of tea and the cookies, leaning against the frame of the window she had chosen to peer out of. “Which brings me back to my original point. You need to be more gentle with yourself, Mary.”