[Inessa is seated on one of the comfier chairs instead of her desk, a steaming cup of tea in hand due to the teapot placed on the table between her chair and the other. When there isn't a need for formalities, she tends not to have a desk between her and company. Garahel is curled up on the floor at her feet, lightly snoring away. She gestures to the other chair and the untouched steaming cup awaiting him with a small smile.]
You might want to give it a moment, it's freshly-poured.
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[Inessa is seated on one of the comfier chairs instead of her desk, a steaming cup of tea in hand due to the teapot placed on the table between her chair and the other. When there isn't a need for formalities, she tends not to have a desk between her and company. Garahel is curled up on the floor at her feet, lightly snoring away. She gestures to the other chair and the untouched steaming cup awaiting him with a small smile.]
You might want to give it a moment, it's freshly-poured.