People from other countries appreciated Cathay's culture as something to study, to learn from.
But the folks from Emsgate?
They had a talent for something else entirely, absorbing that culture, reshaping it, and making it their own. That, more than anything, was why Matthew's expression had turned subtly strange.
Kelsey, meanwhile, was bending and twisting at the waist, rummaging through a lower drawer with focused determination.
"Found it!" She straightened up, turning around with a small plastic pouch in hand. inside was loose-leaf tea.
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