Sitting at the table means that Sarah can't jump into her lap, but she settles for curling up next to Amelia's chair. Her tail gives a few cursory wags every time Amelia looks at her.

"I've been keeping busy. Things are as hectic here as they ever were." It grinds at Steve that he was still useless to help those stuck in the Nightmare, even with his new body. Amelia could have been killed, so many of his friends could have. He plates up the food and sets it down in front of her. The coffee takes a few minutes to brew.

"How're you holding up?"