Jocelyn didn't notice Octavius leaving. Maybe that made her rude, but she was so focused on getting rid of the images. When he spoke, she looked up, tears still streaming down her face. "I don't need tea. I need someone to Oblivate my memories," she whispered, but reached out and took the cup anyway.
Taking a sip and swallowing, still crying, she murmured sincerely, "Thank you."