#you can probably already guess that it's yulette........

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The stern look in his eyes quiets her meandering apologies, and she lowers her gaze to the teacup pushed towards her.

"I've also brought sugar and honey. I don’t know how you drink it, so fix it as you’d prefer."

The juxtaposition of his impatience and accommodation is strangely charming— maybe because it’s so refreshingly honest. For the first time since she’d left Meltokio earlier that night, Colette’s shoulders sag slightly, realizing in the absence of tension how much her body aches from holding it.