I held up the mug, feeling foolish. "I couldn't sleep. I brought you tea."
She looked at the mug, then back at my face. "You think tea fixes everything?"
"It... helps sometimes," I said, stepping fully into the room. I placed the mug on the table next to the knife, my eyes darting to the blade before I could stop myself.
She followed my gaze. "I
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