[ He was expecting... more of an objection, if he's honest. Though he hasn't realized this is Clorinde's room and just assumed it was a room instead. Somewhere random. Still, Clorinde is hospitable and doesn't seem perturbed by his presence so, he'll help himself to that congee indeed. He stands near the cart, serving himself a ladle or two into a smaller bowl before picking up a spoon and taking a bite.
After he swallows, he answers — ]
Tea would be great, thank you. How's your head?
[ Because he also woke up with a pounding headache and the shower was the only thing that helped him feel normal again. ]
🥺 ame........
After he swallows, he answers — ]
Tea would be great, thank you. How's your head?
[ Because he also woke up with a pounding headache and the shower was the only thing that helped him feel normal again. ]