[ To be fair, Sylvain is pretty sure the three of them had been the biggest tea snobs at the Academy. Had they been able to stand each other's company for any longer than fifteen seconds at a time, maybe they could have bonded over that.

...Nah, Sylvain's pretty sure they would still be insufferable.

Still propped on the edge of the counter, he casts her a grin. ]

You're pretty good at that. I used lemongrass for the citrus. And sweetened it with a little honey, for good measure - it softened it a little, I think. I'm still trying to perfect the blend measurements, though. It was way too lemon-y when I first started.

[ A glance is cast her way, as if silently questioning what she thought and what he might need to add - or lessen - to make it better. ]