Green has caffeine in it. You won't rest all too well if you have too much of it. [ But it could be worse, so she fetches the box of all-organic green tea and, with Sal at her shoulder and a smile wreathing Anathema's 2mouth, she starts busying herself with brewing up a whole pot. Anathema snaps her fingers to light the gas on the stove, and while the pot's sitting on the counter, she pauses to toss in a few pinches of... something... then rest her fingers against it for a moment. A small burst of concentration, an imbuing of a restful essence.

She stays in one spot, enough to stay close to Sal, not drift too far away from her in the kitchen. If she just not-so-accidentally leaned backwards, she'd be leaning into her. Close enough. ]

What's your home like, here? Which city are you in?