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[heavymetals]

[ Indeed, 'holding it' over the fire has a different meaning for him. It hardly takes any effort to lift it with a wave of his hand, guiding it to the stove and holding it there. ]

What tea are we making?

[carmesi]

What tea did you bring?

[she throws the question at him with some light bemusement in her voice as she goes to get some cups from the cupboard.]

I don't know how excited I'd be for a mystery tea, but I'd like to give it a try. Most people are really into coffee.

[not her, though!]

[heavymetals]

[ Erik nods, patting his pockets and producing a small paper bag. (Right, let's pretend he forgot about that and not that the mun is an airhead!!) ]

I don't know that this exists in either our reality, but it's good. Some sort of flower they have here, I think.

[ He starts preparing some of the leaves, for when the water's started boiling. ]

I don't mind coffee, but given the choice, I prefer tea.

[carmesi]

Floral teas are my favorite.

( she says, softly, peering over his side to see as he prepares the tea. she takes a hold of the paper bag once he’s gotten the leaves and petals on a small saucer, so that she can smell the insides and get an idea of what they’re working with here.

it smells like good tea. )

Maybe it’s because I’m from an Eastern European country, and Russia had a hold of us for a while, but tea was important to have at least once a day. After meals, with dessert…

( she sets the paper bag down, and leans back against a counter, waiting for him to get the tea done. )

It reminds me of home.

[heavymetals]

[ It's lucky that the blend he brought has some petals, then, though it seems that many of the options this time of year do. Fruit blends should be more common when it's warmer, he imagines, maybe closer to late Spring. ]

I think that's normal, [ he says, giving the blend a little while longer to steep properly in the hot water. ] We all seek the familiar. The good sort of familiar, especially.

[ It's a comfort in new and foreign places. And while Solvunn likely feels much like a new kind of home to her, it still is distant from her origins, the happy memories of her past.

After a little while, he takes both mugs and pours the tea onto both of them. ] Honey?