[After protecting her bag of bergamot tea leaves with such vigour for so long, it was almost refreshing for Constance to be able to finally put them to use. She was a regular drinker of tea, but it had been a while since she'd had a decent tea party with a fellow noble (the professor, as wonderful as she was, didn't feel the same). Plus, getting to know Lorenz over the months they'd been in Lunatia had been a wonderful experience, even if their age difference did make her feel like something of an annoying little sister.

But surely an endearingly annoying one?

...best not to dwell. Anyway, the tea leaves are steeping, the teaware is laid out neatly, and the two of them are alone in his apartment (sometimes it is best not to ask what the other Golden Deer are getting up to). Really, it's the opportune time to discuss...]

Lorenz...

[...well. That.]

...would you mind dreadfully if I asked you about....something that is somewhat...personal? I feel like I need a true gentleman's perspective.