[ Ciri joins him in the tiny kitchen, leaning with her shoulder on one side of the doorframe, arms crossed, to watch him. ]
Sure. Tea to start. We'll work our way up to something stronger as needed.
[ She's antsy. Waiting politely to get to the point at hand has never been her style; she gets anxious -- and annoyed -- pretending otherwise. Her tone remains carefully neutral. ]
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Sure. Tea to start. We'll work our way up to something stronger as needed.
[ She's antsy. Waiting politely to get to the point at hand has never been her style; she gets anxious -- and annoyed -- pretending otherwise. Her tone remains carefully neutral. ]
You have questions.