“Tea sounds lovely.” Their conversation was polite and after the day she’d had, polite conversation was an improvement. The agent went to hang her coat and scarf before speaking. “The heating in my flat is out and they’re looking at it currently. However, it won’t be fixed until this evening.”
“Yikes, no wonder you’re cold.” Steve winced sympathetically, gesturing for her to follow him into the kitchen where he started fixing up the tea. “I can understand why you’d want to hide out here, the heating’s amazing.” he commented with a grin. “And since that reactor’s powering the building, no worry about driving up any bills. I’d never be able to justify keeping it this warm back at my old place."
