She felt a pang at their mention and tried to push that aside with a bigger bite of the sandwich and a swallow of tea.
Too much to deal with all at once. Fred. Harry. Anyone else, and she would just go insane. Outright insane, and who could blame her?
"I'll bet your owl has all the takeaway routes memorized." A small smile. "Don't lie, you know it's true. And if you thought you could live off a good tikka masala, you absolutely would."