"My bed," she replies, steering them past all points of pride and into her bedroom. If there's anything neither Natalia nor James would like Steve to see in here, she has lost all will to care.

"Carefully," she says, though she needn't. He might have allowed James to drink himself sick tonight, but if there's anyone she trusts to look after James where it counts, it's Steve. "On his side, in case he's ill."