Reid shows up quite promptly, with his hair slightly less of a tousled mess than normal, the only sign of effort visible. When the door opens, he lifts his hand to wave in his characteristic greeting. ]
( Sansa, ever the gracious hostess, is more than happy to have him and has laid out tea and little lemon flavored scones. She doesn't know if tea is a common thing where he's from but she wants to do her best. )
I brewed the green for you, Spencer, but if it's not to your liking I can find something else. I'm just glad you came over.
[ Reid's had more tea here than he has in a month back home, but that has more to do with his coffee addiction, and his lack of visiting people, than anything else. He strides over to his seat, notably without his cane and moving easily this time, as if he'd never been injured. ]
No, no, I'm sure it's fine. I'm not that picky. Honestly, I don't usually have time to do all this socializing. It's kind of nice.
[ He looks vaguely surprised, the interested, looking over at them again and reaching out for one. ]
Doing things for yourself can be satisfying. It must be pretty different to live alone? [ Reid can recall historical depictions of medieval life for nobility, and it wasn't anything like a one bedroom apartment. ]
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[ Yeah, he's totally smooth. Right.
Reid shows up quite promptly, with his hair slightly less of a tousled mess than normal, the only sign of effort visible. When the door opens, he lifts his hand to wave in his characteristic greeting. ]
Hi. Thanks for having me.
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I brewed the green for you, Spencer, but if it's not to your liking I can find something else. I'm just glad you came over.
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No, no, I'm sure it's fine. I'm not that picky. Honestly, I don't usually have time to do all this socializing. It's kind of nice.
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Well, you are always welcome to come to tea with me. The scones are lemon, if you want to try one. I’ve been learning to bake.
( Sansa laughs a bit at the idea of it - she’d never done that at home. )
My lady mother would be appalled to learn I was without servants but I sort of like the freedom.
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[ He looks vaguely surprised, the interested, looking over at them again and reaching out for one. ]
Doing things for yourself can be satisfying. It must be pretty different to live alone? [ Reid can recall historical depictions of medieval life for nobility, and it wasn't anything like a one bedroom apartment. ]
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( Sansa pours them both tea but pauses before putting anything additional into Reid's. )
Do you take it plain or with sugar?