Your shinki, right? [A small chuckle, then another nibble of her cookie.] Same, same! Temples have to look spotless around visitors, after all.

[Because Sheryl is usually messy... unless she has visitors over, and she can't have Eno fuss over her often.

Her smile turns brittle, the corners of her lips tugging a little down as she casts her gaze at the teacup in front of her.]

I think I know what you're going to say.