[When Ferran processes that, he opens his mouth to protest... but he'd be making tea for himself, anyway, so he guesses he'll let it go without comment for the moment, watching her turn.]
Y-yeah, that was part of it, too. [He follows vaguely in her direction, a few steps behind, dropping the extra blanket on whatever seat he passes by on the way; he really doesn't want this to be any kind of formal guest-host exchange.] Can I help, maybe?
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Y-yeah, that was part of it, too. [He follows vaguely in her direction, a few steps behind, dropping the extra blanket on whatever seat he passes by on the way; he really doesn't want this to be any kind of formal guest-host exchange.] Can I help, maybe?