[ If he ever told her that he would have been her childhood bully, she could absolutely believe it. Their relationship now, though, is just slightly (no, it's more than that--) more cordial, as evidenced by how lax her posture is in his presence. It's a surprise that Mona Megistus, someone who carries herself pridefully, can let her guard down around someone like Wanderer, even if he's now just an ordinary person in the eyes of the unaware.

She lowers her cup and quickly licks her lips. She's had more green tea now than she ever has, but it tastes good. It's always warm, too.

She can't help but chuckle at Wanderer's comment. ]

More bitter, to suit your personality? [ She shakes her head, though. Her smile is surprisingly bright. ] Oh, I'm joking, of course. I think it's perfectly fine as it is now.

[ Maybe it's the weather that makes it taste so good...or maybe it's because she knows who was behind the kettle...? ]

I've grown accustomed to the flavor of green tea by now, and -- [ ...ahem. ] I am quite fond of how you prepare it.