psl; supreme amnesty

[naion]

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[searingwing]

[There's a moment of silence then he nods. He turns and walks back to the pantry. He takes a container of tea and sets about preparing tea.]

Is there anything else you wish to bring up or voice?

[naion]

I have no allergies. [after a few final stirs, nehan turns the fire off, and removes the pot from the stove, allowing his congee to thicken more just by its residual heat, until it reaches a consistency he's pleased with.

then he scrounges for two bowls to serve the congee in.]

My loss of sense stems from the same incident that made my body this way. Perhaps I'll tell you about it later.