
Tani allowed herself to relax back into the couch. She had her answer, not that she knew what to do with it.
Her eyes were drawn to the fire, and she watched it, unmoving. Finally: "I was unable to find sources for seeds or cuttings in the far East, though I've been told that there are Coerthan and Shroud varieties that are the same tea plant." She wrinkled her nose. "But not the same cultivar. And the different elevation and climate will affect the leaves; it won't taste exactly the same..." she made a face. "But you could cultivate your own kind of tea. I could find information on how to process the leaves." She glanced back at Isabelle. "I'd like to taste the sort of tea you'd make."
She sipped her own tea, and savored its floral, grassy overtones.
Her eyes were drawn to the fire, and she watched it, unmoving. Finally: "I was unable to find sources for seeds or cuttings in the far East, though I've been told that there are Coerthan and Shroud varieties that are the same tea plant." She wrinkled her nose. "But not the same cultivar. And the different elevation and climate will affect the leaves; it won't taste exactly the same..." she made a face. "But you could cultivate your own kind of tea. I could find information on how to process the leaves." She glanced back at Isabelle. "I'd like to taste the sort of tea you'd make."
She sipped her own tea, and savored its floral, grassy overtones.
Precise. ⚜ Vivacious. ⚜ Wicked.