Nevin poured two mugs of tea, pouring some of his nutrient potion into one, and brought the two mugs out to the counter where Ezra was at. He set the undosed one down by her and began sipping his mug as he frowned in thought. It was good to know that she had been acclimatized enough to think of it as growing up - whoever had crafted her had certainly done their level best to make her as human as possible. He wondered if they had had any time with their creation before... What, exactly? He would have to ask when they weren't busy or expecting customers. Speaking of which...
"It's the fifth of the week. Usually there are a few customers, but not too many. Part of the reason why I chose today for you to start interacting with them -
you shouldn't be too bored, but at the same time it should be easy enough to keep from being overwhelmed." He drummed the fingers of his empty hand against the counter as he drank more of his tea-breakfast, his fingers twitching slightly as if they were holding a graphite stick.
"As for your more personal project.
I believe I have identified another of the schools of magic. It is often considered dark, but I can assure you that it is hogwash." He was about to say what it was when the Homunculus asked him if he had eaten, and the alchemist blinked, looked down at his tea that contained his nutrient solution, and slowly lifted it up, staring into those purple eyes as he drank the brew.
"I have consumed an adequate amount of nutrients for the day, yes." He was not going to answer the accusatory look in those eyes, and slid his dark gaze towards the door, hoping a customer would come in to rescue him by distracting her.
