Noah reached for her cup with water, and held it for her to drink.
"Me? I'm one of the lucky ones who didn't get a bad batch, and believe me, I'm grateful."
He reached up and smoothed her dark hair off her forehead and out of her eyes.
"The paper is done, and I'm no longer avoiding your mother. Though we probably won't ever see eye-to-eye, we've decided that being friendly is a lot better than not. Spatula likes it there--he has Jason's cat to play with. They go thundering through the apartment at all hours. Whoever said that cats were quiet has obviously never had one. Or two."
He hated so much seeing Jae-mi like this--she had always been so vivacious and full of life, and now, even talking seemed hard for her. "Have you had many visitors?"