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The Cuisinart Boiler 2100 let out its telltale ding--the tea was done! Kanaya sprang up to retrieve it, thanking the technology gods for the twentieth time that an automated solution had emerged so she could prepare food for her mortal partner. Using both hands to prevent any tea from spilling, she turned around again and presented the cup to Mami.

"Here you go."

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Knowing you can do something alone by yourself isn't the same as wanting to, is it?

As soon as Kanaya finished speaking, Mami's expression shuttered briefly, falling into something carefully composed and nearly unreadable. It was the absolute truth, and reminded her so much of her loneliness at home that it made her chest ache for just a split second.

Perhaps it only hurt so badly now because of the stark contrast she had to her life here.

The tension in her face resolved into a soft smile, something oddly earnest as she turned to look at Kanaya. "You're right. And I'm glad it's you that I'm not alone with." Slightly odd phrasing, perhaps, but she seemed to mean it absolutely.