[Noctis can't help but feel wary about in-person talks these days, but Tony's words get a nod and a thumb jerked over his shoulder as he invites him in, heading into the open kitchen area where he'd been working. The kettle's mid-boil, and bottles of green and blue liquids have been pushed off to the side of the table to make space for them.]
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[Noctis can't help but feel wary about in-person talks these days, but Tony's words get a nod and a thumb jerked over his shoulder as he invites him in, heading into the open kitchen area where he'd been working. The kettle's mid-boil, and bottles of green and blue liquids have been pushed off to the side of the table to make space for them.]
You want tea?