It isn't about being paid to drink it, Sonia, but about being in a position where gumleaf is the best option on hand. The difference between winning and dying, as far as one can see. Still, Olivia smiles at the tea cakes and snatches one before taking a sip of the tea. It's more refreshing than she expected, and her smile widens slightly. "If only there was a way to thank them for it."

But she should have expected the conversation to turn quickly to this. "I think that 'friends' should be a term loosely applied to them, Sonia. We know very little about them, however forthcoming they might be." It's said with a short, small gesture. "But," and that's said before Sonia has time to interrupt, which Olivia knows she will, "I have met no small few that wish to do something for us, rather than stand around."