[ Azula doubted that his home was anything similar to her own, but he seemed to be more interested in keeping up the chatter than being accurate. If she was bothered by such a nicety she'd have a rough time, forcing herself to grin and bear it as she slips past him into the tea house.
Surprisingly, the aesthetic was familiar enough to set her at ease. Or was it the smell of food wafting through the air, filling her nostrils? Her stomach rumbled in response, mouth salivating as if her hunger had suddenly awoken from a deep slumber. Although she found the energy needed to keep their conversation alive nonexistent, perhaps stuffing her face would satisfy him enough that he wouldn't mind her prickly attitude. She's quick to seat, taking a deep breath mostly to inhale the aroma of the room again. ]
I'm surprised. I didn't think you would select a place I found suitable at all.
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Surprisingly, the aesthetic was familiar enough to set her at ease. Or was it the smell of food wafting through the air, filling her nostrils? Her stomach rumbled in response, mouth salivating as if her hunger had suddenly awoken from a deep slumber. Although she found the energy needed to keep their conversation alive nonexistent, perhaps stuffing her face would satisfy him enough that he wouldn't mind her prickly attitude. She's quick to seat, taking a deep breath mostly to inhale the aroma of the room again. ]
I'm surprised. I didn't think you would select a place I found suitable at all.