[ With a nod, Oriphi follows dutifully as Phantom ascends the stairs up to his attic. Ever the curious little tiefling, she casts her gaze around the room as she enters and her attention naturally falls to the flowers at the windowsill. Are they the same ones from that night, the ones that Susato handed out…?

Maybe she’ll have to ask him at some point while they chat.

Miss Christine’s invitation is impossible to resist, naturally, so Ori takes a seat at the table, adjusting the satchel hanging on her shoulder to rest on her lap as she does. The tea is refreshingly aromatic, and the cookies look good, so Ori can’t help but look down at them with undisguised interest. ]

I certainly wouldn’t mind, if that’s all right with you…

[ (That’s a yes.)

She also seems to remember, in that moment, that she’s here for a specific reason, and the realization flashes across her face before she starts rummaging through her satchel. ] ]

Ah, before I forget, I need to give you those healing potions I mentioned…!