"When I was young, my mum had fresh baked cinnamon rolls every weekend for us. Sugar-free frosting, of course. To me it has been a sign of a happy home and loving family. But this," She gestured between herself and Narcissa, "it's too... soon? Weird? I'm not ready to accept it, like I’ll just wake up, and I'll be back on the run and you'll want me dead... know what I mean?"