Hannah noticed the lack of typical Justin flare. She hadn't seen him so melancholy since the training incident. "He's fine," she said just as much for herself as for Justin. "We both had some awful nightmares last night and neither of us got much sleep after that." She hated the thought of his being at work with very little sleep and the world possibly beginning to fall apart. It was dangerous to say the least, at most fatal.
"You look like you could use some tea," she headed to the kitchen to put a kettle on. There was nothing else to clean up because she'd been at Ern's last night so she was able to quickly return to Justin.