"Isn't it?" He was probably talking about something emotional or physically intimate, something Susan didn't know anything about and after the embarrassment with Sirius didn't want to learn more about. "That's good. The fever going down, I can't judge the other part."

She finished her pastry and took another one from its plate, her body giving her faint hints of hunger. "Pastries aren't expensive here, I hope? If they are, I will leave some for you to enjoy tomorrow, instead of being the guest that emptied out your storage. Pastries are best enjoyed fresh, is what the bakers say. Which makes sense, because they want to sell their wares. Could this be another flavour then peach?"

Did she had to tell Lee again that she wasn't the person to desert people? Or was this just some kind of small talk?