[Maribelle had been tiredly sipping tea, rather out of it due to all the dreams she's been seeing. Heavens above, she felt like a seer. How did they deal with all this nonsense? She'd simply go mad if she had to do this all the time.
She's jerked out of her rather grouchy train of thought by a familiar voice, and looks up to see Yuiko there.]
Oh! Hello, dear. I was just having some tea. Would you like some?
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She's jerked out of her rather grouchy train of thought by a familiar voice, and looks up to see Yuiko there.]
Oh! Hello, dear. I was just having some tea. Would you like some?