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[near the mess hall there are a dozen or so small tables neatly and slightly formally set for a tea party, including pastries and finger sandwiches and chocolates (sugar free of course). There are scores of different teas to try from traditional favorites like Earl Gray to exotic blends of every description

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[beterouge]

[vaguely glancing... at... what is any of thisss]

[oztensibly]

Vincent?

[beterouge]

. . .

Who are you?

[oztensibly]

I'm Oz. Oz Vessalius.

[beterouge]

[okay, i got this.]

Really? ... I've heard a lot about the Vessalius, but I didn't think I'd meet one here.

[oztensibly]

I'm ...new.

[beterouge]

Then, it's very nice to meet you.

[oztensibly]

Yes, it's nice to meet you too.

[beterouge]

Is it normal for the Vessalius to know everyone's names?

[oztensibly]

We like to be informed.

[beterouge]

That isn't very fair.

[oztensibly]

Why should it be about fairness?

[beterouge]

I didn't say that.

[oztensibly]

... I think it's nicer when people know your name. Because they know who you are over what you are.

[beterouge]

You don't like what you are, Mister Vessalius?

[oztensibly]

No. I never have.