[It's an odd thing indeed, to hear his own voice guide him through the process, but it definitely wasn't the strangest experience he's had during this whole ordeal. When he does finally pose his own question, though, and the baffled look that Ren shoots back at him, he can't help but feel a little self-conscious... and the answer certainly didn't help things, either. He can feel his face heating up, averting his eyes from the man in his body, lips pursed as he tries to tamper down his embarrassment.]
O... Of course.
[He hunts through the items nearby to try to find bottle, though in his flustered state, he's failing just a little.]
I though you just-- used the coffee to make those designs? That's how I've seen my sister do it, anyway.
[Because his sister was a barista at a regular cafe, after all, so he had just...... assumed that's how it worked here. But apparently not?]
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O... Of course.
[He hunts through the items nearby to try to find bottle, though in his flustered state, he's failing just a little.]
I though you just-- used the coffee to make those designs? That's how I've seen my sister do it, anyway.
[Because his sister was a barista at a regular cafe, after all, so he had just...... assumed that's how it worked here. But apparently not?]