[She didn't look pitiful, she looked like she was grieving. Big difference in Lea's book. And even Archangels were allowed some leeway under those circumstances.

He didn't resist as she pulled back from the hug, but did wrap an arm loosely around her shoulders once they were inside, both as added reassurance and to guide her toward the kitchen to sit on one of the chairs there.]

I know you probably just want to curl up somewhere right now and stay there for a day or so, but you look like you're running on empty on top of everything else. Tea and food should help with that, at least.

[Once Dove was seated on a chair, Lea would set about hunting for where she kept her tea and mugs.]