Returning from the back filing room, Lilith went to the kitchen to prepare the tea. She grabbed a handfull of dried barley from an unlabled mason jar and set it in a pot of water to boil. It was worth going out and collecting ingredients now that there was actually someone who would enjoy them again. How long had it been? Six months? It seemed like longer...the water was boiling now, so she should probably strain the barley out now. Honestly, the tea tasted best cold, but she had no way to cool it down, so she added some honey and called it good before returning out into the main hall with three mugs in hand. She noticed that the fire was starting to die, so she placed the cups on one of the old tables and approached the fireplace to add more lumber.