[In spite of her uncertainty, that brings the trace of a curl to one corner of her mouth. All the comfort of an old in-joke. But the dissonance is fading, or maybe she's just getting used to the change in the distance between them.]
I'll see what's left.
[She doesn't invite him to follow her into the kitchen, but half expects it, glancing surreptitiously behind her as she opens a cabinet.]
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I'll see what's left.
[She doesn't invite him to follow her into the kitchen, but half expects it, glancing surreptitiously behind her as she opens a cabinet.]