"Um. Miss Wanda told me something sad. But it's not her fault? And she asked me to give you scones?"
I snag a scone and gesture Dana to the plate before Fiona can put it down. Take in Fiona's sniffle and wide eyes, "Did Wanda just tell you about the Doctor?" It still hasn't really sunk in for me. Maybe it will tonight, but for now it just seems like I just haven't seen him in a few days. Not strange or odd at all, "It's a horribly sad thing."