Ernie and Melinda
"That's about all anyone can ask for, I suppose." She said softly, leaning against the back of the chair. It was a comment that almost hurt to say. Surviving. Of course, it was always better than the alternatives.
"It's been--" She paused to try and collect any kind of description about the past week. She tried to line up the time she'd spent with Phryne and the enormous moral debate lurking around every corner. "Weird." It was the only thing that had come to mind. Weird worked, didn't it? Sure. "Besides, after the last time we got you out drinking, I wasn't sure you'd be too keen for a while."