Val wanted to know one thing: Why the hell did everyone around here love tea so much? It seemed that everywhere he went, one person or another was serving tea. It's no wonder that Faye came to love the beverage while he, not one to be very used to noble society and its high standards, had only managed to taste it a handful of times. Like many other things that he'd seen this eve, he hated it.
..But he absolutely loved Faye's adoration, and knew that he'd receive none of it if he was outright rude to their hosts. He leaned forward to accept the offered tea, a look of mistrust given to what was meant to be a source of refreshment. For the Seeker, however, it was only a vile-tasting beverage.Â
He lifted the cup and, after observing Faye, mimicked her actions to the best of his abilities. Val gave a small swirl of the cup, though almost overdid it and nearly sent the contents sloshing out of the cup and into his lap. That would have been painful. He took a sniff of a drink and flared his nostrils, the scent invading his already sensitive nose and lingering there long enough for him to make a displeased face. Then, he took a sip.Â
His features scrunched up and became something far more of a frowning scowl, giving his full attention in an accusatory manner to the cup that he held. His lips parted several times, tongue running over the top of his mouth in order to wipe away as much of the taste from it as he could before finally looking back to the two Elezen, forcing an incredibly uneasy half smile in their direction. ...Maybe they would think he liked it, right?
..But he absolutely loved Faye's adoration, and knew that he'd receive none of it if he was outright rude to their hosts. He leaned forward to accept the offered tea, a look of mistrust given to what was meant to be a source of refreshment. For the Seeker, however, it was only a vile-tasting beverage.Â
He lifted the cup and, after observing Faye, mimicked her actions to the best of his abilities. Val gave a small swirl of the cup, though almost overdid it and nearly sent the contents sloshing out of the cup and into his lap. That would have been painful. He took a sniff of a drink and flared his nostrils, the scent invading his already sensitive nose and lingering there long enough for him to make a displeased face. Then, he took a sip.Â
His features scrunched up and became something far more of a frowning scowl, giving his full attention in an accusatory manner to the cup that he held. His lips parted several times, tongue running over the top of his mouth in order to wipe away as much of the taste from it as he could before finally looking back to the two Elezen, forcing an incredibly uneasy half smile in their direction. ...Maybe they would think he liked it, right?
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