Comfort in the Caves

[a_mere_child]

It took three and a half hours to get the displaced residents of White Forest settled in at Druid Cave. They haven't moved the Borealis yet; it's getting dark and there's enough snow falling to conceal the boat effectively for the night. Also, though Alyx would never willingly admit it, she's just too damn tired to think about moving the damn boat

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[remindmeof_me]

Sooner or later Alyx is probably going to pick up on a faintly burnt, roasted kind of smell. Not food, but something not too different from coffee. In a house this size it's hard to keep what's going on in the kitchen separate from what goes on anywhere else, and Alyx isn't the only one who's had a long day. Kate Shephard kind of figures that alcohol is not the best way to cope right now.

[a_mere_child]

The smell is distracting, if nothing else. Alyx props herself up on one elbow, frowning as she tries to identify it.

Eventually her curiosity gets the better of her, and she plods into the kitchen.

[remindmeof_me]

Kate looks up at the sound of Alyx's feet and offers a small smile. "Didn't mean to wake you," she says. "I just needed something fortifying before bed. You're welcome to a cup yourself, if you want. Chicory coffee, good for what ails you."

[a_mere_child]

Alyx stares blankly at Kate for a long moment before responding. "You're not supposed to have caffeine when you're pregnant..."