This is why I prefer tea. Much easier. [but-- she's not going to judge him for preferring coffee. sometimes it just be that way.

amara picks up the lanterns again, pushing one at kaneki before her spectral arms sprout back out to pick up the rest. she'll find places for them on the way, not like she has much else to do today. tonight? whatever.] You don't have to look far for a civilisation that's worked out how to dry leaves and boil them.