[ Of all of the things that Hiryuu expected to find when she arrived back home--"tea time, as directed by a frantic master of ceremonies" really wasn't high on the list. Aside from the cup held out to her, there's evidence that--a truly copious amount of tea has been brewed (and presumably drunk) by the amount of tea bags in the room's only trash can.

Although her mouth hangs wide open for several seconds, no sound comes out, and she doesn't move to take the teacup held out to her, either--it's almost like she's frozen there in the hallway.

And then, slowly, she sets her bags down and reaches for the cup. ]

How very thoughtful of you, Haku. Thank you. ... Is this what you've been doing while I've been gone this whole time?