It's not exactly something in her experience either. And the cans that had been left for her are just...strange. But iced tea was a quick favorite, especially given the weather. Because that she can sweeten to mood or taste, and it can come in a pitcher that actually pours.
And not in a tin can, which is still...kind of unnatural to her. And some of them explode if shaken or dropped, so there's that.
She gestures at Angela to make herself comfortable, heading into the kitchen to fix some - using another revelation she's very fond of - the ice cube maker on the fridge. It had taken a little persuading to convince her those weren't magic.
When she comes back, it's with two full glasses, the first of which she offers over.
Angela touches her fingertips to her chin and brings her hand down into the palm of her other hand, before reaching to take the offered glass and draw a long, grateful sip. The drink is refreshing, exactly what's needed on a hot day like this. She shifts the glass to her off hand so that her dominant hand is free to sign.
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And not in a tin can, which is still...kind of unnatural to her. And some of them explode if shaken or dropped, so there's that.
She gestures at Angela to make herself comfortable, heading into the kitchen to fix some - using another revelation she's very fond of - the ice cube maker on the fridge. It had taken a little persuading to convince her those weren't magic.
When she comes back, it's with two full glasses, the first of which she offers over.
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Delicious. That really hits the spot.
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I'm glad. I'm also just glad to help - I've never felt a night stickier than this.
She sipped at her own, hands only fidgeting a little before she signed again.
Please, make yourself comfortable?