"Last night."  He set the kettle on to boil and came over to sit heavily in the seat opposite her.  He immediately stood back up as if the seat it self had reminded him the rolls and jam would need plates and such.  "And tonight, I think." he added absently as he rummaged in a drawer for flatware. 

"I don't suppose you know how to tell if a bone is broken?" he asked with his back still to her, a tinge of his earlier frustration returning. 

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