Liana dropped into a seat and stared at the cup before her. Her silver eyes seemed to stare through it as she remained silent. She wasn't sure what to say to Tenran, and her mind was full of too many thoughts for her to even begin to want to organize them- or deal with them. She felt a mess, and was a mess a she sighed and brushed her blonde hair from her face before lifting the tea to her lips while muttering, "Thank you."
As much as she wanted to remain pissy at him, it never seemed she could be angry forever.