[But her head is clear, she wants to say. Or clear enough, at least. Utena opens her mouth, but thinks better of it; this conversation has been pretty tense. Intense. Both? Either way, a break couldn't hurt, could it? She sighs and takes a deep breath, calming down]
You're right. We can think more about this later.
[A pause, and she remembers the canister of sugar she just picked up]
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You're right. We can think more about this later.
[A pause, and she remembers the canister of sugar she just picked up]
-oh. I never gave you your tea, did I?