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[speakveryclearly]

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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[muskets]

"I really don't mind making the tea for myself, Kanaya."

Mami took the cup with a gracious little smile, though, the gratitude clearly sincere. It had been a long time since anyone else had made tea for her; little acts like that were somehow, strangely, some of the most difficult to acclimate to.

"But I will say again how glad I am that you don't mind when people eat in front of you."