Miniver shrugs. "Stuff hurts sometimes. Ain't never stupid. Not t'me anyhow. Sometimes stuff just hurts to me because it does for no good reason, and sometimes for a really good reason, and sometimes I can't tell the difference."
Sable returned then, with a tray of tea things, two cups, the usual tea stuff, including sandwiches. She takes a bottle of whiskey out of her pocket after putting it down between them.
"Make yourselves at home," she says, mostly to Navi. "This is my house as well as my shop, you're welcome to be here as long as you want, it's safe. I'll be working on my sign if you guys need anything."
As Sable returns to her work, Miniver stops talking and pours some tea, waving at Navi to add whatever she likes to hers. He seems to be drinking something best described as tea-flavored cream with a shot of whiskey in it.