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[the_adjutant]

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[the_adjutant]

No, I think that should be fine.

[ Riza settles into her chair, folds her hands into her lap as she looks across the table at One. She looks so much younger here, in the light of this tea shop and out of the dimly lit bedroom that she'd laid in while One helped her work through the horrid drug that had been effecting her. ]

It's good to see you again.

[ Might as well get the pleasantries out of the way. ]

[wearenumberone]

And you as well.

[ it's strange, watching one do something as mundane as pour tea for the two of them. if it weren't for the way she carries herself, she'd easily appear fifteen at best - but like this, with absolutely no awkwardness or hesitation in her actions, her age is nearly unidentifiable.

she doesn't sip from the tea she pours, setting it down on the saucer instead. make of that what you will, riza. ]

I take it you've had less need for the meditation these past few weeks? [ dryly, with something approaching humor in her voice: ] Unless you've learned to hide it as well as I have.

[the_adjutant]

Thankfully I've been able to avoid any other, ah. Exposures.

[ Riza reaches out to pick up her tea cup. She lets the scent of the delicate tea fill her nose, then sips at it. Delicious stuff, this. There's a small smile, then the teacup is set down again. ]

You've been well, I hope?