[Fortunately, if she's been listening closely, there are already sounds of prep from the kitchen, the faint clatter of cups on saucers.
Seeing as he hasn't been banished from meeting her company this time, Emet-Selch appears from the kitchen almost immediately following the steam-whistle, with a full tea tray in his arms. He pauses only long enough to quirk his eyebrows at Somnus before setting the tray on the coffee table.
His words are directed at Era.]
Perhaps a bit more warning next time, my dear?
[It's fairly clearly a bit of teasing more than an actual complaint.]
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Seeing as he hasn't been banished from meeting her company this time, Emet-Selch appears from the kitchen almost immediately following the steam-whistle, with a full tea tray in his arms. He pauses only long enough to quirk his eyebrows at Somnus before setting the tray on the coffee table.
His words are directed at Era.]
Perhaps a bit more warning next time, my dear?
[It's fairly clearly a bit of teasing more than an actual complaint.]