<strong>Name: </strong>Jack Harth<br/><strong>Time: </strong>About eight months ago<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elena<br/><br/>He'd laugh a bit, and grin at her.<strong>"Yeah, that saying is about right. Still, through all the rain, their are some sunny days."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"Okay. We'll cross that bridge when we get there, though, alright? For now, just focus on trying to get better."</strong>He seemed about ready to sit down on the other love seat, but looked at her again.<strong>" It should be ready now, and, if it doesn't warm you up, I have a blanket I can bring out from my room."</strong>he'd offer.<br/><br/>The tea primarily tasted like lemon and sugar; but their were a lot of flowery tastes to it as well, including something akin to licorice. It would probably be a difficult thing to drink, but the medicinal qualities of the herbs he used were fairly well researched, and it should, by all rights, do something to help her system detox.