Anderson nodded, grateful and a little overwhelmed by the lingering effects of the tea.
The initial scepticism he had felt towards Noah, was beginning to dissolve, replaced by a sense of deep appreciation.
He had never experienced anything quite like this tea—something so powerful yet so subtle.
Noah observed the subtle shift in Anderson's demeanour, watching as the tension drained from the man's face. To most, it would seem like a simple moment of gratitude, but Noah could see the signs.
He could see Anderson's walls slowly starting to crumble.
With a warm, seemingly innocent smile, Noah spoke softly, "Since you liked it, and I appreciate all the effort you put into handling my delivery, I'd like to gift you some of the tea."
Anderson blinked, a flash of surprise passing through his eyes. A gift? This wasn't just any tea, and Anderson knew it.
He hesitated, unsure if he should accept it.
