C17 MML 17

I pretended to be arranging the chairs when Lily caught my attention. She was already dressed in her pajamas, book in hand, and glasses perched on her nose.

"I thought... you'd already gone upstairs, Uncle?" she asked, looking surprised.

"Just had a few things left to do," Roy replied.

"What is it?" she asked again, approaching me to sit down. "Ate Ina, could you make me a glass of milk