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• Sai continued stroking my hair, a restful, comforting feeling, and I must have fallen asleep with her doing that, because the next thing I knew was Sai kissing me as she got up, sunlight streaming through the bedroom window.
• She left the room and I heard her walking down the stairs, faint domestic noises from the kitchen, then footsteps coming back up again. Sai edged into the room with a tray with toast, butter, Seville marmalade, and two cups of coffee.
• "Come on Harry, pitch-in, it's getting cold!" she smiled, sitting down cross-legged on the bed and buttering a slice of toast.