[ As if in response to Ori’s thoughts, the light in the room dims just a bit. The golden glow of Thoma’s warmth isn’t snubbed out or anything so extreme, but there is a… hint of melancholy that seeps into the air. The small frown he casts at his friend as she contemplates her teacup is rife with understanding.
The moment is there and gone quickly enough, Ori’s attentions focused on her drink. Thoma smiles at her assessment, though the prior seconds have not been forgotten. ]
I’m glad you like it.
[ He steps away back to the stove, giving the contents of the pot a stir. ]
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The moment is there and gone quickly enough, Ori’s attentions focused on her drink. Thoma smiles at her assessment, though the prior seconds have not been forgotten. ]
I’m glad you like it.
[ He steps away back to the stove, giving the contents of the pot a stir. ]
Looks like it’s ready. I hope you came hungry!