[Tomoe moves to the kitchen to put the kettle on, mind buzzing with everything she has been told, as well as the similarities to her own situation that has stirred her own thoughts again. God, why was this her life?]
[She returns some minutes later with the tea in question (some terribly pathetic excuse for green tea)]
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[She returns some minutes later with the tea in question (some terribly pathetic excuse for green tea)]