DaonBeyond the paper window, the sky brightens to blue. Water for tea slowly comes to a boil on a small brazier.
Daon rolls up her jade-colored sleeves and sets a magnifying glass beside the medicine packet.
Welcome. I meant to offer you tea first, but today a curious packet has greeted you first.
She points to the scratched digits, then withdraws her hand. She has yet to unfold the packet.
Would you like to investigate this scent with me, or shall I first hear what brings you here while we have some warm tea?