Michael and Elena sat at the small table in their quarters, surrounded by various herbs and books. It had been a long day of refining, and they were both exhausted. Elena was staring at Michael intently while he was sipping the tea that she had brewed.
Like always, he would close his eyes for a minute after taking his first sip, usually she would just smile and ignore him as he appreciated her tea. However, today she had a question that had been eating away at her for the whole day. Tired of being fobbed off with the "I'll tell you later" line from Michael, she had been patiently waiting right until this point.
The moment that Michael put down his tea cup and opened his eyes, Elena almost jumped out of her chair and said in a demanding tone "So what did Master Yi want with you this morning?" The sheer volume and tenacity of the question almost sent Michael flying off his chair.
