I'm in the mood for tea, so I'll let you know. [ He cocks his head to one side, raising an eyebrow again, though there's a hint of something maybe playful or knowing behind his second warning: ]
We came here together, it's best if we leave together.
[ Without causing any noticeable trouble, because he assumes it'll come down on him as the one who brought her along this time.
With that, he'll give her a little nod and head off to where he has to go. The tea shop is the one with the hanging sign in the shape of a kettle with a blossom painted on the inside. Like many places in Nott it's older, in need of renovations, cozy. ]
[ She gives him a playful salute before heading off into the town.
She doesn't head for the teahouse or any of the taverns right away. Instead, she walks the streets, exploring a bit of the old city and the new. While she keeps her cloak tucked around her and maintains a mostly anonymous presence as she passes through, she's still watchful for pickpockets - or worse - as she goes. It's a stark contrast, what daily life looks like here compared to the Castle and the surrounding city.
There's some things she sees that she finds curious but she tucks that away for the time being, here just to look today, and it's been an hour or two before she wanders back towards their arranged meeting place. She might be a few coins lighter, but she'd chosen a few opportune moments and targets for that in particular and still have enough for afternoon tea.
The teahouse is easy to find and slipping inside, she finds an empty table in a quiet corner, makes an order to bide her time, and settles in with a pot of tea to wait. And lets herself watch both the other occupants as well as anyone passing on the streets outside in the meanwhile. ]
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I'm in the mood for tea, so I'll let you know. [ He cocks his head to one side, raising an eyebrow again, though there's a hint of something maybe playful or knowing behind his second warning: ]
We came here together, it's best if we leave together.
[ Without causing any noticeable trouble, because he assumes it'll come down on him as the one who brought her along this time.
With that, he'll give her a little nod and head off to where he has to go. The tea shop is the one with the hanging sign in the shape of a kettle with a blossom painted on the inside. Like many places in Nott it's older, in need of renovations, cozy. ]
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She doesn't head for the teahouse or any of the taverns right away. Instead, she walks the streets, exploring a bit of the old city and the new. While she keeps her cloak tucked around her and maintains a mostly anonymous presence as she passes through, she's still watchful for pickpockets - or worse - as she goes. It's a stark contrast, what daily life looks like here compared to the Castle and the surrounding city.
There's some things she sees that she finds curious but she tucks that away for the time being, here just to look today, and it's been an hour or two before she wanders back towards their arranged meeting place. She might be a few coins lighter, but she'd chosen a few opportune moments and targets for that in particular and still have enough for afternoon tea.
The teahouse is easy to find and slipping inside, she finds an empty table in a quiet corner, makes an order to bide her time, and settles in with a pot of tea to wait. And lets herself watch both the other occupants as well as anyone passing on the streets outside in the meanwhile. ]