That's a lot of worrying to do, Mr Lithuania.

(She can't imagine having responsibility for that many people. It must be hard, she thinks.)

I sort of understand now, I think.

(She suddenly reaches into the bag and hands him a cookie. It's sort of burnt around the edges, and it looks a bit hard, but it's definitely edible.)

I still owe you a thank you for all the help you gave me on that first day. You were the first one to reply to my call for help, and I really am thankful for it. The cookies are meant for someone else, but I'm sure she wouldn't miss one.