[ Is that all? says a whole lot about his life, too. She's not paying attention to his heartbeat (this isn't that kind of visit) so she can't say for sure whether finding her on his doorstep has surprised him, but she'd bet good money on it anyway. Advanced notice isn't really something SHIELD does — they like having the element of surprise on their side. ]
Daily. And I'd love some.
[ She replies as she steps past him, moving into the entry of the Sanctum that is... even more imposing than the outside. Wow. Okay. Now she's the one who's surprised, though she does her best to not show too much of it. So the wizards have a cool base, big deal.
Turning back to him, she gestures at the room around them. ]
[Stephen asks, conjuring a kettle of hot water, one of the nicer cups he owns without a pithy saying of some kind, and a whole host of jars of tea leaves and tea bags in just about every flavor of tea once could think of. Maybe he's showing off a little in addition to his attempt at not putting his foot in it, so to speak, at the same time.
He grins as he takes in her reaction to the Sanctum; he would be lying if he said that he didn't find enjoyment in the reactions of people entering said Sanctum for the first time.
The Cloak, naturally, preens.]
Thank you. I can't say I can take credit for it; the Sanctum's been here as long as anyone can remember, and the artifacts collection seemingly just as old.
[ Daisy's still a little too distracted to notice the theatrics he's putting on, her attention on the stairs and what she can see of the other floors. That distraction comes through in her reply as she slowly tries to look away from the million things trying to grab her attention. ]
Yep, this is definitely not a social visit.
[ Though if she'd realized how cool this place was, she might have found an excuse to visit sooner. Making connections for SHIELD is kind of what she does now, so why not add the sorcerers to the list? Turning her attention properly to him, she catches sight of the display he's put on and raises an eyebrow with a look that says seriously? far better than words ever could. ]
Oolong. [ Then, quieter and with a poorly suppressed smirk: ] Showoff.
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Daily. And I'd love some.
[ She replies as she steps past him, moving into the entry of the Sanctum that is... even more imposing than the outside. Wow. Okay. Now she's the one who's surprised, though she does her best to not show too much of it. So the wizards have a cool base, big deal.
Turning back to him, she gestures at the room around them. ]
This is very impressive, by the way.
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[Stephen asks, conjuring a kettle of hot water, one of the nicer cups he owns without a pithy saying of some kind, and a whole host of jars of tea leaves and tea bags in just about every flavor of tea once could think of. Maybe he's showing off a little in addition to his attempt at not putting his foot in it, so to speak, at the same time.
He grins as he takes in her reaction to the Sanctum; he would be lying if he said that he didn't find enjoyment in the reactions of people entering said Sanctum for the first time.
The Cloak, naturally, preens.]
Thank you. I can't say I can take credit for it; the Sanctum's been here as long as anyone can remember, and the artifacts collection seemingly just as old.
[He turns to face her, studying her curiously.]
I assume you have questions?
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Yep, this is definitely not a social visit.
[ Though if she'd realized how cool this place was, she might have found an excuse to visit sooner. Making connections for SHIELD is kind of what she does now, so why not add the sorcerers to the list? Turning her attention properly to him, she catches sight of the display he's put on and raises an eyebrow with a look that says seriously? far better than words ever could. ]
Oolong. [ Then, quieter and with a poorly suppressed smirk: ] Showoff.