Yes, there was something massively therapeutic about their lovely dog, and Rhy wasn't going to complain. No, he was going to embrace the dense dog and not let go. Tea could wait.
"That would be lovely," he said, deciding that tea could not in fact wait. He'd have to come up with a solution for that. "The lavender was what I was having, to soothe myself. And honey would be good."
It reminded him of his mother, tea like that. And of course, now it reminded him of his husband as well.
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"That would be lovely," he said, deciding that tea could not in fact wait. He'd have to come up with a solution for that. "The lavender was what I was having, to soothe myself. And honey would be good."
It reminded him of his mother, tea like that. And of course, now it reminded him of his husband as well.