Gavin rubbed his eyes, then blinked at the elf. “Oh. Tea. Yes. Okay.” Immediately the smell of it filled the kitchen, and his eyes widened, watering slightly. He looked down at the cup, watching the steam rise from it as the strong smell filled his nostrils. When the elf spoke to him, his lips parted; he had anticipated some confrontation, now that they were alone, but this was a surprise. “Thank you.” He forced himself to look into her eyes. “And—I’m. I’m sorry.” He bent his gaze to the ground again, knowing those words weren’t enough to make up for everything. He picked up the cup, did his best to keep his face straight, and took his first sip. “Oh—huh.” He raised his eyebrows before drinking more, though slowly. “That’s not bad—not that I thought it was bad—errr…” Gavin stammered, hoping the elf wouldn’t take offense and stab him over morning tea. 

Kire stepped quietly into Envy’s room, then almost jumped when she noticed Ruli already awake inside. She immediately noted his gesture though and nodded, practically tiptoeing in to sit beside him. “Fun night out?” she whispered, smirking at him. “I was hoping to catch him awake. I’ll be leaving soon, wanted to say goodbye properly.” She looked at him, then smiled. “Hey. Thanks for not shooting me in the head with that bow my first night. And for everything else, of course.” She paused, then extended her hand to him to shake his.