What she'd planned. He wants to ask her why. Why she felt she had to do that. Why she thought that was the only option. Why she hadn't told him about it. Maybe he could have helped... But that's not fair on her. What's done is done. There's no going back now. Or if there is, it won't be found today.

"I understand. I do. I understand," he reassures her gently. "You don't have to see anyone you don't want to."

When she shifts to look up at him, he moves just enough to glance back down at her. "Oh. It's... It's the tea. It... It dampens your ability to dream, we... My family found a good supplier. Great quality leaves. You don't dream at all. It... I believe it has a property that interferes just a little with the chemistry in the brain. Just enough to offset it and interrupt your dreaming. Don't worry. It's harmless. I've taken it for years."