[She takes the cup with a small 'merci' and wraps her hand around it for warmth.
She stares into the cup, watching the steam rise and dissipate. More than a year... She's quiet as she sips at the tea. She makes the slightest face like a child eating a lemon, having been surprised by the taste of the 'tea'. But after another moment she'll sip it again. She is at least aware it'd be rude to comment against it.]
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She stares into the cup, watching the steam rise and dissipate. More than a year... She's quiet as she sips at the tea. She makes the slightest face like a child eating a lemon, having been surprised by the taste of the 'tea'. But after another moment she'll sip it again. She is at least aware it'd be rude to comment against it.]
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