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[construing]

Mm… Surprise me!

〈 then, as it occurs to her that she is talking to a real life buzzfeed "what tea am I" quiz— 〉

Actually — I have a challenge for you.
If I were a tea, what flavor would I be?

[eschewings]

Ah, ah, ah — and what a good challenge that is, Gwen-guniang!

I have to say... the diānhóng gōngfū tea. Of the highest quality, the leaves are both gold and black, and the taste is very robust but sweet, unless left for too long or boiled in too hard water, when it becomes bitter... like a completely different taste.

[construing]

Damn. Good analysis.

〈 she is staring into a mirror and it is tea. 〉

If you have it or any like it, I'd love a cup of me.
That sounds wrong. You know what I mean.

[eschewings]

Of course! I've been gathering new leaves every supply drop.

So one cup of you will be waiting for you once we get back.

[construing]

You're a real one ❤️
Now you got me curious. Which one would you be?

[eschewings]

Ah, I should have expected this... let me think.

Hm, perhaps anji baicha? Picked in the early morning dew of springtime, it's a light-bodied brew with a pleasant taste.

[ and complex, the more it lingers in your mouth, but he doesn't say that. ]

Light-bodied and pleasant sounds like me, doesn't it?

[construing]

First impression says yes.
I also heard you snuck a bird into class so…might be a tricksy flavor in there somewhere.

[eschewings]

It took me three days to catch that bird! There's no way I would have let it go just because the Lan don't allow pets.

[construing]

Like I said. Little tricksy flavor. 😉
How pretty was it?

[eschewings]

It was the most beautiful canary you could imagine! Its feathers were exquisite, the colour was so vibrant... ah, I'll paint you a picture if you want!

[construing]

My unique tea identity and a picture? I feel spoiled.
What's your angle? You definitely have one.

[eschewings]

You're my first friend here if you don't count Wei-xiong! Isn't it expected for friends to serve each other tea and make some paintings?

[construing]

Not where I'm from. The bar to measure friendship is how comfortable people feel grabbing things out of your fridge and calling you names.
Really good friends are just assholes, but they're assholes who would shank someone for you so.

[eschewings]

... that actually makes a lot of sense.

Though I must apologise, I'm not very good at combat at all... so I may not be much help in the whole murder aspect of friendships.

[ for a moment, he wonders to himself if this is a worse lie than the one to xichen-ge that he hasn't lived through anything past wei wuxian's return.

ugh, it may very well be. ]

[construing]

Real talk, I do not expect anyone to murder for me and I would have to put my foot down firmly (and I do mean firmly, I am almost sure I can dropkick a hippopotamus across the Grand Canyon) on any potential murdering. So, you're good.

[eschewings]

Well, that is a relief! Because I think I am far more likely to be murdered than to murder anyone, and I would really like to avoid both.




What is the Grand Canyon?

[construing]

〈 and details on the canyon that is grand follow (likely failing to capture just how grand, but an attempt was made). hashtag friendship. 〉