[He turns to look at her as she sits, laughing inwardly at the upright fetal position she's put herself into. He quickly pops some toast in the toaster for the both of them, before returning to watching over the bacon. Everything is almost done, finally adding some cheese to the tops of the eggs.]
That's not like you. The image I had is that your hobby was burying yourself in your work.
[His tone changes from teasing to soft, knowing that she probably had a bad day yesterday.]
They really put your through the wringer, didn't they. I trust that everything went well regardless?
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[He turns to look at her as she sits, laughing inwardly at the upright fetal position she's put herself into. He quickly pops some toast in the toaster for the both of them, before returning to watching over the bacon. Everything is almost done, finally adding some cheese to the tops of the eggs.]
That's not like you. The image I had is that your hobby was burying yourself in your work.
[His tone changes from teasing to soft, knowing that she probably had a bad day yesterday.]
They really put your through the wringer, didn't they. I trust that everything went well regardless?