Harry turned to the replicator, and carefully edged toward it, holding his concentration. "Computer, green tea, hot. Two cups please."

"Working." The voice was feminine, but very mechanical and Harry nodded as two cups swirled into existence. He carefully took them, hen retreated to sit with he, putting one cup in front of her.

"There we go." He nodded as she spoke.

"Well, yes, I did. And I am curious. Exactly what has been peeking its head out?"