[Stress cooking. Yes. Dolores would agree with that had he said it aloud, though she doesn't really think of it unprompted. Her thoughts are on her uncle right now; how surreal it still is to have him right here and not just a voice muttering inside the walls.
So they leave the room, head down the steps, and over to the kitchen where what is left from the family breakfast that morning is still sitting out ready to be eaten. Dolores had at least warmed everything up before she had come to collect her uncle, so there needs to be no waiting on hungry stomachs.]
I'll make tea, so... help yourself! Just leave some for me, okay?
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[Stress cooking. Yes. Dolores would agree with that had he said it aloud, though she doesn't really think of it unprompted. Her thoughts are on her uncle right now; how surreal it still is to have him right here and not just a voice muttering inside the walls.
So they leave the room, head down the steps, and over to the kitchen where what is left from the family breakfast that morning is still sitting out ready to be eaten. Dolores had at least warmed everything up before she had come to collect her uncle, so there needs to be no waiting on hungry stomachs.]
I'll make tea, so... help yourself! Just leave some for me, okay?