[A soft thump in the outside room marks Zexion's return. When he enters,
it's without the knitted items, but with a simple tray—two overturned
cups and a lidded teapot, and a small bowl sliced preserved vegetables.
Neatly placed gauze pads fill the space a tea towel would otherwise take.
He takes a seat beside Tide, setting the tray between them, and turning the
teacups over.]
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[A soft thump in the outside room marks Zexion's return. When he enters, it's without the knitted items, but with a simple tray—two overturned cups and a lidded teapot, and a small bowl sliced preserved vegetables. Neatly placed gauze pads fill the space a tea towel would otherwise take.
He takes a seat beside Tide, setting the tray between them, and turning the teacups over.]