Lemm can relate, anyway, and when they finish writing he holds up a hand in understanding, or at least in agreement that they should stop.
"Ah - no, I meant that plainly. I won't hang on your word."
Their hesitation hadn't bothered him because he wanted an answer - though he did, too. It bothered him because he could tell they felt pressured. Lemm is trying to disengage. Clumsily.
"How..." He pauses, unsure, and scratches at his face sheepishly. "How d'you fare with tea? Occurred to me lately it's still a hot cup, whether it gets drunk or not."
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Lemm can relate, anyway, and when they finish writing he holds up a hand in understanding, or at least in agreement that they should stop.
"Ah - no, I meant that plainly. I won't hang on your word."
Their hesitation hadn't bothered him because he wanted an answer - though he did, too. It bothered him because he could tell they felt pressured. Lemm is trying to disengage. Clumsily.
"How..." He pauses, unsure, and scratches at his face sheepishly. "How d'you fare with tea? Occurred to me lately it's still a hot cup, whether it gets drunk or not."
...Hos...pitality?