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"that's good"
he takes a seat at one of the tables

((Do you even know what bucket means?))

((I know what b- what it means! *grins at the slap, having a rather high pain tolerance*))

"I suppose so- oh, would you like a cup of tea, as well?" She prepares to make another cup, sighing a little at the amount of cinnamon-flavored leaves remaining in the tin.

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"yes i would very much."
he takes the cup with a grateful nod
"thank you. its been a while since i last had tea. being alone so often, its kind of impractical to make tea only for myself"

"Oh, really? I've always made tea for myself, but-" She chuckles quietly. "Since I opened my shop here, I've found myself making it for more and more people. It's... a nice thing."

he nods in agreement
"it must be good to have people to always be able to talk to."
something popped in his head that he forgot to mention to her
"by the way, did i tell you i have a date?"
he smiles and nonchalantly takes a sip of the tea

Del grins. "With who~?" She sips her tea, then stirs in another half-spoonful of sugar.

"a certain widowmaker, eve"
he looks over to her for her reaction and takes another sip.

Del seems a little amused. "Heh, she- kind-of flirted with me, once? I... wouldn't put too much stock into it, but do have fun, on my behalf." She winks.