"Hi, Rhys." She greets him, wheeling into his room and setting everything down in a pile in the middle of the room.
"Er. No, I'm not. They're for you. I noticed in the mornings when you first wake up you have to refuel and you're better after it, so hey - more human drinking fuel can't hurt, right?"
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"Hey, Gortys."
The smile falters a little at the book, but returns when he sees the coffees.
"You gonna drink all of those yourself?"
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"Er. No, I'm not. They're for you. I noticed in the mornings when you first wake up you have to refuel and you're better after it, so hey - more human drinking fuel can't hurt, right?"