[ With a nod, Neuvillette steps away to the glass cabinet on the other side of his office that looks like it's for wine but is actually for the storage of bottles his favourite water. He doesn't bother trying to think of what she might best from his collection and simply takes one at random—sourced from Sumeru's Lokapala Jungle—and pours its contents into one of his finely crafted chalices until it's about three-fourths full before returning to the young lady on the couch. ]
Here. [ He says, offering her the chalice. ] Could it be stress that brought this on?
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[ With a nod, Neuvillette steps away to the glass cabinet on the other side of his office that looks like it's for wine but is actually for the storage of bottles his favourite water. He doesn't bother trying to think of what she might best from his collection and simply takes one at random—sourced from Sumeru's Lokapala Jungle—and pours its contents into one of his finely crafted chalices until it's about three-fourths full before returning to the young lady on the couch. ]
Here. [ He says, offering her the chalice. ] Could it be stress that brought this on?