She stays standing as well though she does pour some tea for Devero, carefully so not to spill before pushing it over the table to him with a nod.

Sanzo doesn't want tea, he wants answers and she draws herself up, fighting down nerves. They would do her no good here.

She's tempted to retreat into the emptiness, to make all of this easier. But for now she stays out, she could control her emotions without it.

"I did be thinking about it. I did be thinking a lot."