[Dorothea does as she’s bid, carefully turning the bowl over in her hands as she takes a seat. She understands all too well having to make do. She holds it out, offering Cait an appreciative smile for the tea.]

Altogether too much, if I’m being honest. [She sighs.] The Emperor I fought for… She was a close personal friend, you see, and I wanted to help her and her cause however I could. I fought, I tended the wounded, I sat in on war councils…

[Her earlier cheer seems to disappear, brows furrowed and mouth turned down into a frown. If the war was a stage, Dorothea played the part of many roles by necessity.]