Persephone served them both pieces of cake as she seated herself. She waited for her tea, and took sugar, but no milk, more a habit than out of actually needing it.
"Well, you can always stay here until you find a place, if you need rest. I have a study upstairs, with an inflatable mattress, and the sofa here folds out," she said, the concept of Xenia still very much present, and particularly when it came to her friend.
She paused at the last, as her friend sighed. "It has been, very long," she said, taking a sip of her tea.