[Wan opened the door and hurried Hawke inside before closing it.]
I don't, but I can make some. My room is this way.
[He didn't explain the rush to get back to his room, but if Hawke was mostly aimable to following at a decent speed, he'd be greeted with the sight of a small flock of birds and rodents hogging the majority of the space in Wan's room. Which was actually clean and not covered in droppings like Hawke had joked about it being. The animals were pretty good about not doing that. On Wan's bed, there was a catdeer curled up and eyeing them lazily.
The room itself was much cooler than outside. In each corner of the ceiling hung a block of ice and the air was circulating in a very unnatural manner. Wan knew how to keep himself cool.
He headed over to his teapot and started pouring water into it.]
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I don't, but I can make some. My room is this way.
[He didn't explain the rush to get back to his room, but if Hawke was mostly aimable to following at a decent speed, he'd be greeted with the sight of a small flock of birds and rodents hogging the majority of the space in Wan's room. Which was actually clean and not covered in droppings like Hawke had joked about it being. The animals were pretty good about not doing that. On Wan's bed, there was a catdeer curled up and eyeing them lazily.
The room itself was much cooler than outside. In each corner of the ceiling hung a block of ice and the air was circulating in a very unnatural manner. Wan knew how to keep himself cool.
He headed over to his teapot and started pouring water into it.]
Do you have a favorite kind?