“I’m making tea,” I spoke, as I came down the stairs. “You want some? Are you hungry?”
I really don’t think Sierra was expecting Skitter to be so hospitable.
“I’m not a tea drinker, and I haven’t had it in years, but that suddenly sounds like the best thing in the world.”
Hehe.
I suppose this tea ties back to the beginning again. I wonder if Skitter’s going to be like “Oh, I can sense some Merchants entering my territory. I’m gonna go sit upstairs and deal with it. Don’t come up, I wanna take my mask off so I can drink the tea.”
“I’m afraid I don’t have a kitchen table or chairs or even a living room for us to have the tea. There’re beds in the other room, if you want something to sit on, and you can make yourself comfortable there.”
Better than nothing, I suppose.
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