[She gathers the cup in both hands as well, not consciously mirroring him -- but how often does she need to think about it, when so often they share even small things in common, unexpectedly? She leans in over it, savoring its warmth and its scent, then takes a careful sip.]
[Luckily for her dignity, it does not burn her tongue.]
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[Luckily for her dignity, it does not burn her tongue.]
This tastes just as it smells, if perhaps richer.