[thancred may never truly understand just how much his words mean to her, nor how much they certainly sound like something steve would say. it brings comfort where perhaps she didn't expect to find any, and there is solace in the fact that, somehow, tendrils of fate dragged her here in this moment, in this place, to meet a man that reminds her so much of the one she considered her brother at a time.

she picks up her glass and nods, taking a sip.

it's more about the gesture in the horizon.]

Thank you. You didn't need to — spend time with me or be nice to me, after I basically intruded into your space. I won't forget your kindness.