An answering smile graced Nova's features. "It does look like it. Specially compared to what Stacy provides." While she didn't mind, she knew most people were used to more. And she played the part of a normal person to perfection.

The Ghost tilted her head at the sudden question, her green eyes examining the woman's face for a long moment before she nodded, still smiling. "Yes please. And that doesn't bother me. I don't think I'd know how to tell the difference between good tea and bad tea either way." She laughed quietly.

That was strange. She'd never laughed like that before. Check that, she'd never laughed as far back as she could remember. Where had that come from?