"Right, sorry," Magnus murmured half to himself. With another wave of his hand, there were two tiny bowls of ketchup and tartar sauce for Saoirse to use.

"How far from done do you think your children's home is?" Magnus asked, speaking over Saoirse for a moment. He knew she could hear them of course but didn't think this was anything that might upset her, like talking about how she had been here previously.