"Mm. Well." Anathema crosses her legs under her, neatly tucking in her feet and cradling her cup of tea against her knees, making herself comfortable again.

"What we do every time, I suppose: try to get back to our regular jobs, the regular swing of things. Go about our lives. I'll have to see if my shop even still exists, and if so I'll have to reopen and tell all the clients that we're back in business. I'll probably need to hire on some extra help, because I'm still down one colleague since he Ported out. You keep feeding Bubsy and Dog, and making sure they feel very loved and appreciated."

She tries to offer him a smile. "Just live, really."