Andromeda was exhausted, having overworked herself in the hospital wing caring for the injured, especially with Evan being one of the worst. Sometimes she wished she could put a protective bubbly around her family. It was how she found herself in the kitchens alone, her trembling hands clutching a cup of coffee. It wasn’t like she could sleep well, anyway.
Hearing the door, Andromeda jumped -- almost spilling her coffee in the process as her whole body became tense. However, upon seeing Ted, she relaxed some, a tired smile gracing her lips. “Ted, sorry, I was in my own little world there. What are you doing up?” She asked softly, concern lacing her features.