[Wanda can hear the faint shift in his tone, though she manages to miss the weakness in his smile. With a sibling of her own, or at least having had one before, she can understand the sensitivity of the subject.

Still, it had been important to tell him. A version of his brother is here and he seems to be behaving himself.]

If you like. [She starts to hand over cheeses and a bowl of fruit while she starts searching through the cold-cuts.] There's some bread on the counter behind you as well, if you wouldn't mind getting that and a knife from the block to cut it?

[Pulling out paper-wrapped meats, she turns and places them on the counter as well.]

As for my good word, it's too soon to tell. I imagine you'll learn sooner than the rest of us in the end.