Barbara couldn't see Ian's face, and thought that by adding the sounds of children, he was enjoying the simulation. Or it was at least making him feel better. So she concentrated, adding the smell of tea and instant coffee, the sounds of marking and page turning. She went to stand next to him, a light smile gracing her features at the memories until she noticed that he wasn't reacting how she thought.

The simulation ended in an instant, save for Ian's contributions, and she wrapped her arms around him again, enveloping him as much as she could in a warm embrace.