He was right. She knew he was right. She hated that he was right. And he probably knew that too, judging from his tone.
"Above the stove." She called back, then immediately thought better and moved to stand. "I'll get it."
She didn't feel like having Klarion going through their kitchen supplies. Even if he wasn't there to booby trap anything, it was just too weird.
The kettle was an old brand, no doubt passed down from father to daughter--in fact, that was one of the only reasons she even had it. Coffee was more often her drink of choice--higher caffeine content--and tea was served only on special occasions. There was a box of herbal tea next to the kettle. Chamomile. It was loose, so she had to find the strainer in one of the kitchen drawers. It took her three tries to remember which one.
"M'gann must've moved it," she murmured to herself, half forgetting Klarion was there, as she made her way to the sink in order to fill the kettle. All steps that would normally have been done magically, but...well...
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Date: 2017-11-29 02:48 am (UTC)"Above the stove." She called back, then immediately thought better and moved to stand. "I'll get it."
She didn't feel like having Klarion going through their kitchen supplies. Even if he wasn't there to booby trap anything, it was just too weird.
The kettle was an old brand, no doubt passed down from father to daughter--in fact, that was one of the only reasons she even had it. Coffee was more often her drink of choice--higher caffeine content--and tea was served only on special occasions. There was a box of herbal tea next to the kettle. Chamomile. It was loose, so she had to find the strainer in one of the kitchen drawers. It took her three tries to remember which one.
"M'gann must've moved it," she murmured to herself, half forgetting Klarion was there, as she made her way to the sink in order to fill the kettle. All steps that would normally have been done magically, but...well...
Unfortunately, he was right.