"Ah, of course, Let me take those. Why don't you go sit at the table and I'll put them up to dry and get some snacks to go along with the tea." He took the robes from him and made his way to wring out the extra moisture from them over a sink and hanging it up to dry in a spot in the dressing room in the dressing room.

He returns A few minutes later, with a small plate of western pastries, and another pot of hot tea. He sets them down with a smile.

"You know, something about hanging up your clothes to dry felt so wonderfully familiar to me."