[a check of the cupboards quickly proves he has nothing - no tea, no coffee, no honey, even. Not that Linneus had had time to get much more than the bare essentials, but it looks like someone simply just swiped the shelves into a waiting receptacle to sort out later.
A slightly shy smile as he turns and closes the cupboard]
...we may need it.
[...this is poor hosting, but perhaps it can be forgiven, under the circumstances]
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A slightly shy smile as he turns and closes the cupboard]
...we may need it.
[...this is poor hosting, but perhaps it can be forgiven, under the circumstances]