A box of tissues just manifested at Dinah's elbow if she wanted/needed them. Shadowcrest liked who it liked and even Zee wouldn't be able to say who or why. Hell, it tolerated John more often than not, though it did like to rearrange the furniture on him when he was drunk or walking through the house half awake.
"You don't have to apologize." She reached over and put her hand over Dinah's arm offering her a warm smile, but she went with the change in subject. Not everyone was the open up and dump your emotions like she was.
"Sure. What's up? Did Jensen reprogram the coffee pot again?"