TeaBringer & Beedone | Character dialogue

TeaBringer

You ever notice how a gentle cup of tea feels like a tiny life saved, you know? I find the ritual of brewing with care mirrors the way you guard those little creatures. How do you balance the quiet patience of a tea leaf with the fierce protection you feel?

Beedone

I do notice that, and honestly it’s a perfect metaphor. I treat each tea leaf like one of my charges—let it steep slowly, give it the right temperature, watch it for signs of bitterness. The quiet patience is my base state, but when something threatens the leaf I’m suddenly on guard, ready to stir or pour out. It’s like I’m a calm, slow‑moving wave that suddenly turns into a splash when a crab steps on the shore. People think it’s all poetic, but it’s just practical. I keep the leaf safe, keep the tea strong, and if it ever starts to choke, I intervene with a splash of hot water—no time for apathy.

TeaBringer

Ah, the leaf as a little sentry under your watchful eye. I admire that quiet vigilance. It reminds me that even the softest brew must be guarded lest it spill its quiet essence. Keep the kettle ready, and may your leaves never feel the sting of a crab's foot.

Beedone

Thanks, the kettle’s already humming. If a crab ever decides to taste the tea, I’ll give it a gentle shoo and keep the leaves safe. Cheers.

TeaBringer

May the kettle hum a steady lullaby, and may your leaves keep their quiet wisdom intact. Cheers.

Beedone

Thanks, the kettle’s got a steady hum now, and I’ll keep those leaves from ever feeling a crab’s touch. Cheers.