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[ With his own teacup full, Tatara will find a chair for himself, one that's likely nowhere near as majestic (and if not, he will plop on the floor).

He stares up at her curiously, head tilted. ]

It wasn't? [ As he brings his cup to his lips, he asks— ] What happened?

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