[ The ingrained ritual is comforting to watch, tired as he is growing. Fondly, Xichen receives the first cup and ... chokes, a little, before he can hide it and straighten out his expression. Oh. That shouldn't have been a surprise. ]
It's tea, all the same.
[ Which is all he can really say for it, taking a slower sip to try and taste something better this time. ]
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It's tea, all the same.
[ Which is all he can really say for it, taking a slower sip to try and taste something better this time. ]