( he's at least not complaining about the lack of any pretty teasets. he could be more pedantic, and so far we're spared! so far. )
Milk?
( a quirk of his brow, just a touch; not much of an expression shift, but given by and large he's shown little enough so far, it's something. he sets to collecting the tea leaves and parseling them into the sieve, blanking on why one would...
... okay, now he feels old. while his first thought isn't, tea drunk elsewhere in the world, his brain does leap to milk tea, and a sudden, intense, almost decade old craving strikes him hard and fast out of nowhere. could he even handle lactose anymore? maybe they'd have milk alternatives...
as it is, he's over here, pouring water into mugs and lamenting internally the lack of any teapot for steeping first! okay! now it's one mug at a time... alas. they'll have to wait minutes. )
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Milk?
( a quirk of his brow, just a touch; not much of an expression shift, but given by and large he's shown little enough so far, it's something. he sets to collecting the tea leaves and parseling them into the sieve, blanking on why one would...
... okay, now he feels old. while his first thought isn't, tea drunk elsewhere in the world, his brain does leap to milk tea, and a sudden, intense, almost decade old craving strikes him hard and fast out of nowhere. could he even handle lactose anymore? maybe they'd have milk alternatives...
as it is, he's over here, pouring water into mugs and lamenting internally the lack of any teapot for steeping first! okay! now it's one mug at a time... alas. they'll have to wait minutes. )