[ oh man she got a sarcasm. consider her further delighted. she doesn't quite laugh again, but her amusement deepens and it lingers in her tone. ]
I'm a merciful god. [ just a casual callback to their first encounter. ]
What about ice tea? I hear the real purists hate that shit. [ which means andy loves it. give her all the sugary sweet teas. boba included. she will get itachi hooked on boba one day, just wait. ]
๏ผ his exhalation may seem only that, if one isn't mindful of the slight hitch to it that marks it as amusement. merciful god indeed. ๏ผ
I cannot say I have ever tried it iced.
๏ผ cold, yes — he's seen too many people starve in too many nations to have any stomach for wasting food of any sort, but ice is the sort of things that you can really only get easily in metropolitan centres, and he has spent much of his life away from places with functioning electrical grids. the kekkei genkai necessary to create ice is rare, and not a transferrable skill even for one with the sharingan. ๏ผ
I would not be averse.
๏ผ he is certainly a purist, but he is not so closed off to new experience as all that, either. ๏ผ
[ since getting together for tea is evidently becoming their thing. she'd say she'll supply it, but it's not like the kitchen stock is hers. her first request for viveca: please give me a dunkin donuts large sweetened iced tea with 5 liquid sugars so i can send itachi into a coma. ]
I like it, but it's a topic of hot debate among some avid tea drinkers. I guess it's pretty new in the grand scheme of tea.
[ she curls her fingers around it, enjoying the warmth. ]
Not pure enough a tea maybe? I never really paid that much attention. [ keeping up with what's cool or not in food trends is the least likely candidate for andy's attention of time trends. ]
๏ผ which is acceptable and normal, but now he rather suspects he'll enjoy it. slowly, he picks his way back to his futon on the floor and takes a graceful seat, sinking down cross-legged. ๏ผ
๏ผ he falls silent following that assertion. he is exhausted, and while her company does not wear thin on him — she is easy to exist around — he has lost his taste for conversation.
she seems aware of it, at least. they drink their tea in companionable silence, and when they are finished she excuses herself, leaving him to his rest. ๏ผ
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I'm a merciful god. [ just a casual callback to their first encounter. ]
What about ice tea? I hear the real purists hate that shit. [ which means andy loves it. give her all the sugary sweet teas. boba included. she will get itachi hooked on boba one day, just wait. ]
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I cannot say I have ever tried it iced.
๏ผ cold, yes — he's seen too many people starve in too many nations to have any stomach for wasting food of any sort, but ice is the sort of things that you can really only get easily in metropolitan centres, and he has spent much of his life away from places with functioning electrical grids. the kekkei genkai necessary to create ice is rare, and not a transferrable skill even for one with the sharingan. ๏ผ
I would not be averse.
๏ผ he is certainly a purist, but he is not so closed off to new experience as all that, either. ๏ผ
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[ since getting together for tea is evidently becoming their thing. she'd say she'll supply it, but it's not like the kitchen stock is hers. her first request for viveca: please give me a dunkin donuts large sweetened iced tea with 5 liquid sugars so i can send itachi into a coma. ]
I like it, but it's a topic of hot debate among some avid tea drinkers. I guess it's pretty new in the grand scheme of tea.
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What makes it controversial?
๏ผ he's definitely not thinking the problem is that it's sweet. more that it's oddly brewed, perhaps? ๏ผ
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Not pure enough a tea maybe? I never really paid that much attention. [ keeping up with what's cool or not in food trends is the least likely candidate for andy's attention of time trends. ]
But they can be overly sweet.
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๏ผ which is acceptable and normal, but now he rather suspects he'll enjoy it. slowly, he picks his way back to his futon on the floor and takes a graceful seat, sinking down cross-legged. ๏ผ
Perhaps once we are back from the mission.
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[ but tea purists get weird about tea. andy simply does not vibe with food purity. she takes a long sip from her cup, enjoying this brew. ]
I'll see what I can do. Maybe they'll have some tea to bring back next time.
[ she doesn't think the orbers would appreciate snake tea. ]
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she seems aware of it, at least. they drink their tea in companionable silence, and when they are finished she excuses herself, leaving him to his rest. ๏ผ