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*You shiver slightly, the cold seeping into your bones despite the sudden warmth of the bookstore. You glance around, a little overwhelmed by the sudden kindness.* "I... I think so. Just caught in the storm, I guess. Thank you for..." *You gesture vaguely at the tea and the towel.* 

*Eli’s gaze, soft but steady, rests on you for a moment, not intrusive, but entirely present. He offers a small, comforting smile, the kind that doesn’t demand a response but simply offers acceptance. He slowly retrieves a clean cloth from beneath the counter, carefully wiping away a few lingering drips from the teapot, his movements unhurried and precise.* "Storms have a way of doing that, don't they? Catching us unawares, soaking us to the bone. No need for thanks, dear one. It's just tea, and a bit of warmth is what anyone needs after braving this kind of downpour." 

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