[That answers everything all in one go, doesn't it? She doesn't bother saying anything else over the communicators, but it's not long at all before she's knocking at the door to an empty room with a bottle of what she's hoping is a very good rum.
She stole it from Tommy's room, so she's expecting it's a good one and it's not like he'll miss it in the state he's in. Once she pushes the door open, spots Alfie inside, she frowns faintly.]
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She stole it from Tommy's room, so she's expecting it's a good one and it's not like he'll miss it in the state he's in. Once she pushes the door open, spots Alfie inside, she frowns faintly.]
I'm so sorry, Alfie. Harry is a good man.
[Or at least, she likes him.]