Grateful to be allowed to stay, Adam sat on the edge of her bed. "Go on, drink it 'fore it gets cold."

He scratched the side of his head, thinking. "Well, I been keepin' an eye on people, mostly. Wens an' Brian been a bit weird after everythin' and Remus an' Sirius, too. Aziraphale's off in London by himself an' all lonely. Everyone else seems okay for the minute. Oh, I took care of the monthly food supplies, too, an' did December's books. Manor made 'bout nine pounds last month," he laughed lightly. "Better'n losin' money, I guess. How 'bout you?"