Tyzias stares blankly at Vimes, hunched over, hair somehow messier than normal, and eyes glassy.

She's like that for a few moments before she stumbles to the kitchen, nearly tripping over the giant white bear that has been living with them ever since the trip to the Dream Width, fumbles out a white mug, heats up some coffee, then turns to Vimes to sip from it.

The cup is labeled, "The Tea."