"Irish coffee would be good." She managed a small smile. "Hell, at this point, I would even take more of that fae wine. It's been hard to be..."
She sighed.
"Some days are just harder than others. Especially because I know that Jake returned to his regularly scheduled life. Which means that he's not just gone from the City. He's... gone."
She put enough emphasis into the word to get her meaning across she hoped. She wasn't ready to say the word 'dead.' Even if that was all she could think about and even if it kept running through her head. Saying it out loud was far far worse.