A few weeks ago Zelda had a thought that she didn't want to interrogate Alfred when they talked about this. They could talk, and they could both have their feelings, and that would be fine. But it was different to plan this conversation in her head, and another thing to have actually have it. The cup of tea was so warm it was starting to hurt her hands, and she set it down on the table with a click before speaking again. "When does it swell up?"
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AMAZING set by MJ