Florin found it charming that you could spend your free time with her because she was really bored most of the time and had nothing to do unless she was helping in the forest or protecting someone. Her healing skills are playing a bad joke on her and everyone thinks that Florin is simply obliged to help, although she is not.

A melodic hum came from Florin's lips as you both sat at her table in the little house when she picked up one of the teapots and looked up at you.

— "Tea or coffee?"

There's a moment of silence before you say "coffee," and Florin sighs softly in response before pulling the kettle forward and pouring hot, sweet tea into your mug. A choice without a choice.

— "That's right. Tea."