te's tea & tzai [★] THIS IS ME

[nemhain.]

Tea. Tzai. Both very foreign concepts to Nemhain, who had enjoyed neither before, and couldn't exactly extract tastes from Rin's memories, if she had ever even drank them in the past – it wasn't as if Nem had ever gone looking into it. Still, it seemed a shame to not at least participate somewhat in the market festival, given that it was an event going on within the group that would be her home for the foreseeable future, unless Rin decided to up and leave for some reason. It was probably a good idea to get to know people, as well as the traditions that surrounded Elysium, as quaint as they seemed to the giant persona. Moving up to the front of the shop, the female found herself tilting her head thoughtfully to one side as she listened to the exchange going on inside, wondering curiously what had gotten Tena into such a fuss. Unable to exactly fit her huge form all the way in through the door, Nem moved forward a bit and crouched down, sticking her head inside and looking around before her eyes settled on Lavi. Nem seemed to think for a moment before she said softly, "Hmm. What is... tzai...?" It seemed best to bring up a fairly mundane subject with the other, considering the fact that she couldn't understand Tena essentially running off. Nemhain herself wasn't exactly super in touch with mortal emotions, and only really fully experienced the ones that Rin experienced through their bond, but even she could feel the awkwardness in the air that surrounded Lavi after Tena had basically run away from him. Part of Nem considered if maybe introducing herself would provide some ease to Lavi, but she was also fairly sure he had seen her awakening, so it likely wasn't necessary.