“No thanks. I already ate.”

Seriously, Emli, you didn’t have to bring up a plate of those snappy little cookies too. Yeah, yeah, glare at her all you want, she’s still gonna put the honey in Lotus’ tea herself. Give yourself a break sometime, huh?

“The hell’ve you got to apologize for?” She growls, the spoon never once clinking against the cup as she stirs. (More sweet than is proper. Not so sweet it drowns out the taste entirely. Exactly how she likes it.) “You didn’t [i]make[/i] her do anything, bud. She came at you cause she wanted to, the bi-” She grunts, tasting fire. “-g jerk.”