She's not saying she's noticed which kind of tea James prefers, but after standing behind him so many times at the Quill, it was kind of hard not to pick up on his preference for blackberry and mint, a flavor she herself quite enjoys, though it doesn't hold a candlelight to mango lavender. A part of her wonders at what this perception of hers means, and she brushes away that thought before it can develop any further.
"Well, you did," she shrugs, answering his unfinished statement. "Don't worry, I won't inconvenience you for long. I just came to check up on you." She actually wants to be honest with James, for once. It's a thought that disturbs her, to be honest.
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Date: 2014-06-01 01:01 am (UTC)"Well, you did," she shrugs, answering his unfinished statement. "Don't worry, I won't inconvenience you for long. I just came to check up on you." She actually wants to be honest with James, for once. It's a thought that disturbs her, to be honest.