[She is adorable. Meng Yao presses his lips together to hide a grin. The tea is a floral blend with hints of peach. It isn't overly sweet, but the flavors are good.]

Someone as kind as you doesn't deserve having a sword pointed at them.

[No matter her form.]

Old-fashioned, it seems. We do not have any of this...technology. Though I like to think our clothing is far lovelier than this.

[He motions at the hoodie.]