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[mistyday]

Who: Crew and Guests of the Paisley
Broadcast: no
Action: SS Paisley
When: throughout the rest of March

[Time for a mingle, Paisleys!]

Comments

[therewerefifty]

[There's a flicker of honest and dark amusement at the word comfort-- its connotations to Makie are far different. It's gone again, quashed quickly in light of Stefan's genuine intent.]

I appreciate that you would think as much. It seems Misty has spoken highly of me.

[stefanged]

Of course she has. Misty loves with her whole heart, and if anyone's managed to reach that... they're pretty special.

[ As they head into the kitchen, Stefan gets the electric kettle ready and reaches for the loose tea he's kept from various planets. None of this dispenser nonsense for a new friend. ]

How do you take your tea?

[therewerefifty]

[...she. Hasn't been asked that before. Uh.]

I don't mind...?

[stefanged]

No, seriously – honey? Alien sugar? Some nectar thing I picked up a few planets ago? I try to keep the good stuff around.

[therewerefifty]

[She can't help the faint smile that breaks out. So many options.]

Thank you. But truly, I think I'd prefer my tea without such interesting extras.

[stefanged]

Of course.

[ He laughs, reaching over and pouring their drinks now. As always, he adds a little powdered milk to his own. ]

For the record, the sugar's not that different from what we have on Earth.

[therewerefifty]

Mmm. I never really sweetened my drinks. I suppose the more bitter taste stands out more.

Thank you.

[stefanged]

No problem. [ He hands over her mug, before reaching out and wrapping his hands around his own. ]

I'll step out so you can meet up with her, but um... we should do this again.

[therewerefifty]

[The offer isn't quite so startling given what he's already said, but it's a pleasant sort of surprise she feels anyway. Makie smiles, taking the mug.]

I would like that. I'll talk to you again soon, Captain Stefan.