[Inessa is sitting outside, Garahel stretched out next to her on the porch and gnawing away on breakfast as she sips a steaming cup of tea. She's taking in a quiet moment before dealing with the day ahead, whatever it brings. Upon seeing Kain, she smiles somewhat sheepishly.]
...I didn't sign the card, did I. This is what I get for not having tea beforehand. [But then again, if he doesn't know her very neat handwriting by now, then isn't it his fault for not paying attention? Or her signature element.]
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...I didn't sign the card, did I. This is what I get for not having tea beforehand. [But then again, if he doesn't know her very neat handwriting by now, then isn't it his fault for not paying attention? Or her signature element.]