Aleanna gratefully accepts the tea he offers to her, letting the warmth of the mug sink into her hands. Whatever sort of tea he's brewed this morning smells delicious; much more fragrant than the medicinal brews she'd downed last night and this morning. She looks forward to a good, hearty breakfast, pleased by both the food and drink on offer as well as the company.
She keeps her gaze focused on the fire, biting back a smile as she deliberately ignores the butterflies in her stomach. Lingering affects of the illness, they've got to be.
Her smile turns teasing, a bit, at the shift of his tone.
"Duly noted, serah," she says, turning back to look at him as the meat finishes cooking. She hands him a plate before taking her own, balancing both food and drink on her knees. "I will make sure I only strain the parts of myself that are unmasked." She winks at him, unable to help it. Teasing him is proving to be such fun, after all.
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She keeps her gaze focused on the fire, biting back a smile as she deliberately ignores the butterflies in her stomach. Lingering affects of the illness, they've got to be.
Her smile turns teasing, a bit, at the shift of his tone.
"Duly noted, serah," she says, turning back to look at him as the meat finishes cooking. She hands him a plate before taking her own, balancing both food and drink on her knees. "I will make sure I only strain the parts of myself that are unmasked." She winks at him, unable to help it. Teasing him is proving to be such fun, after all.