89. Promises

[corrinesbell]

[Sheena's in the backyard, one fighting knife in each hand, attacking the life out of the trunk of a tree.

You know you want to know]

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[bitterhopes.livejournal.com]

[That was mostly Luka's fault, okay :| An inexperienced cook + a Disaster Chef = oh my god why.]

[corrinesbell]

[maybe she should be more shocked that the tea isn't poisoned. Not that she can taste, anyway. She'll wander over to sit on the sofa now]

[bitterhopes.livejournal.com]

[The only thing notable about this tea that it is chamomile. It is a tea that helps you to relax. And perhaps feel a little sleepy.]

[corrinesbell]

[not really making conversation right now. Doing that is awkward with Seles on a good day]

[bitterhopes.livejournal.com]

[Which is perfectly fine with her. She didn't make tea to make conversation. She's just trying to gauge if she ought to ask Zelos to take Sheena's knives away. Are you calmer now, Sheena?]

[corrinesbell]

[Zelos would know better, first of all. And she wouldn't do anything that stupid, anyway! But yes, she's calmer now, even if that means being more openly upset. Seles hates her guts anyway]