Cup 017: Iroh [In Person]

[ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com]

[Iroh's in his favorite place, the kitchen, but he isn't his jolly old self.  He's got a blanket wrapped around his shoulders and he clutches his cup of tea between two shaking hands.  His nose looks rather red.]

To think that I could come down with something like this at my age...

[He groans and sips his tea.]

Ooooh...my head...

Comments

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[She frowns heavily at him--not at all impressed with this answer]

Mou, Ojisan, you should be resting- you can't get better if you don't sleep it off.

[ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com]

Ah, you're probably right. But I've already slept in today and I needed my tea...

[He takes a sip and gulps it down, pulling a face.]

Sore throat. Even tea is less enjoyable now.

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

[she frowns again and moves over to fix up her own tea]

Ne, have you ever tried inhaling the steam from green tea? It's usually calming and helps me when my throat is sore.

[ginsengismyfave.livejournal.com]

Indeed I have. I have tried all my old tricks, but I haven't been sick in a long time. It's not a pleasant thing, at my age.

[abluechild.livejournal.com]

I don't think being sick is pleasant at any age.. [she is going to inhale the steam coming from her own cup of tea-- yes, she is sick too, just... not... showing it.]