Re: Capital Police Station, quicklog: Jack and Newt P
Jack, please. [Newt smiled at his brother, then gestured toward the door, indicating his brother ought put himself in bed. In the meantime, he would go in search of tea kettle and the other various accoutrements required for tea-making.—Hopefully, some five or so minutes later, he found Jack in his bedroom, two cups of tea, milk and sugar floating behind him expectantly and carefully, so as not to spill. He gestured over his shoulder with one long finger, and a teacup came to the fore in a gentle hover.] Here you are. Do you need anything else to get you settled? Did they give you anything for pain or any antibiotics or anything that needs picking up or arranging?