Bel's already pouring a glass as Rosethorne sits down, sliding it across the table with an inviting smile and a napkin to cushion the heat. With no saucers and no handles on the glasses, it's a very unorthodox tea-service, but interdimensional spaceship abductees can't be choosers.

About to ask a question about her day, Bel is distracted by the apparent recognition as she catches the scent of the tea. "Wait, is it familiar to you? I don't remember anything like it from my world."