And Desi makes three. Emilia smiled at her older sister when she walked in. She did not even flinch from the kiss on her forehead, accepting it as she usually tried to do with anything that her sisters did. "It's cheating to read emotions," she muttered under her breath, shifting uncomfortably when Arwen arched an eyebrow at them. Yes, okay, she had gone running to Desi instead of Arwen and had not taken the time to go see Arwen and tell her too... but Emilia would not feel bad about that. She would not. It was not like when Alexander had lost his first tooth, it was not a good thing. She pursed her lips when she heard 'I'll wait for one'. Maybe she did feel a little guilty after all.
"There's two cups if you want some, and they have good sandwiches too," Emilia offered in reply to Desi. "I'm just having coffee, Nysa made a big breakfast." She did not trip over saying that. Her sisters would never be surprised to hear that she was staying with the blonde again instead of at her own 'home'. "Looks like we're all here." Emilia wondered if she had earned any points for stating the obvious as she wrapped both her hands around her coffee, more to keep them from trembling than because she was thirsty. "I've got something to tell you." Obvious, again, but Emilia was good at that when she was nervous. Just like she was good at making the table shake and hoping no one had noticed. "I'm getting a divorce."