The kettle's on, and Crow's Shadow has the teabags and teacups at the ready. He casts occasional glances back at the couch, but lets them have their space.

Crow, like Ren, continues (hopefully) soothing Magpie with little touches.

"And if there's anything else you need to get off your chest, that's fine too. I've, heh... been scolded quite a bit today as it is."