If he asked her what color her eyes were, she'd tell him that a bard in Mondstadt had called them 'anemo green' and she'd been absolutely charmed by that description. His eyes are very obviously blue, though, and a rather frosty shade, at that.
The tea is good, at least. She can tell that it's a good quality leaf, that it was brewed at a good temperature and not allowed to steep for too long, that it was sweetened just to the perfect level.
"I can hardly imagine," she says between sips. "I wouldn't think there would be anything interesting at all in my file."
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Date: 2024-01-01 09:39 am (UTC)The tea is good, at least. She can tell that it's a good quality leaf, that it was brewed at a good temperature and not allowed to steep for too long, that it was sweetened just to the perfect level.
"I can hardly imagine," she says between sips. "I wouldn't think there would be anything interesting at all in my file."