Was it just me, or did the espresso I sipped taste especially delicious today? Possibly, though the pretty pink mug I drank from could have been part of the reason.
Tulip had only downed one since I joined her and it had been a whole half hour, surely a record. Perhaps it was the fact she felt so settled, that the Repository's rather giddy joy was as real to me as my friend's while she filled me in with great enthusiasm on just how awesome things were for her now that Creation was sorted out and everything had gone back to better-than-normal.