[Pausing beneath the towel, she stares at him, eyes widened slightly. It's hard to believe she had almost forgotten that, and even after all this time, he's able to bring it up. Her hands drop to her sides, and a mug floats over for him to take. Inside is a bad of green tea, the closest she can find to his favorite back home.]
I see your point. Go get changed, and I'll put on the water.
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I see your point. Go get changed, and I'll put on the water.