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[slavecrowned]

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[slavecrowned]

[There's only a brief moment of hesitation before she scoots after him, cleaning forgotten for now as he'd suggested. They've spent so much time being careful around one another that she's eager to make up for her own efforts not to engage. Once in the kitchen, she goes to put the kettle on even as he asks about choice of tea, which she's able to answer without giving it much thought.]

There's one Y'shtola made for me early on that I've become very fond of— it's lavender and vanilla, although of course if you don't like those, there are plenty others...

[She has difficulty speaking of what she wants with confidence in most situations, really.]

Whatever you like is fine!