Lucy leaves the stove on and starts to prepare other things, like cups and tea pots, though she’s not sure where those are and takes her time searching for them. When his voice breaks the standard silence, she almost looks surprised. “Friends?” she repeats, slowly starting to backtrack on their conversation. “Oh, right! Yeah, they were friends from home. Though, our reunion only lasted for a couple of weeks.” Maybe even less she notes to herself silently, still idly looking around for those cups.

“They were sent home, but I guess it’s no surprise. People are sent home all the time,” and despite her usual character, for once her voice was calm and completely even. Maybe even listless. But, at least she found the cups.

"Now just for the pot."