At his silent request, Kate nods in an equally silent, yes, please do sit down. It's always awkward when people hover around while others are sitting, not sure if they are coming or going, servants or guests or unwelcome pests. And he's not really any of those, but he's most certainly welcome.

"They are, aren't they," she says. Happily. As tired as she is - and she is, and she looks it, bruises under her eyes from insomnia - this? This is good.

This is a job well done.

And she likes making people happy, making them feel welcome and forgetting the harshness outside even for just a little bit.