-“Um– how ‘bout some tea? Somethin’ fittin’ to the season?
Would be super nice, thank you, Freed.”
“So a tea it is.” Admittedly, Freed had taken Sting for somebody who’d choose a hot chocolate rather than a tea, but on the other hand he couldn’t claim that he knew the Sabertooth’ guild master very well.
Turning his back on Sting in order to prepare the hot beverage, the captain continued. “Did you want to talk about something in particular? Or did you hope to encounter Laxus here right now rather than my humble self only?”