[Loki had spotted Sansa through the window, but before she's had a chance to greet her friend and possibly explain the new circumstances of her appearance (and her unexpected her-ness) Sansa asks her what she thinks of jasmine tea, as though they're strangers. Loki can't help but let that continue, at least for a little while.]
It smells like night-blooming flowers and tastes like a spring day, Lady.
[Is that mischievous smile familiar, even on this new face?]
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It smells like night-blooming flowers and tastes like a spring day, Lady.
[Is that mischievous smile familiar, even on this new face?]