"Are the pancakes savory or sweet?" Tisarwat asked. She'd had mostly savory types of pancakes before, and the ones Wayne made on Mondays were sweet, but maybe she shouldn't just go for something she already knew. "Actually, what are waffles? Is it..." Just saying it was still enough to almost put her off her appetite, but at least she could keep the disgust off her face "...finger food?"

At that, Tisarwat's eyes brightened considerably, and her smile wasn't too far behind. "Yes, please," she said. "Thank you!"

And then she had to laugh a little, because she wasn't sure what she'd been concerned about. Honestly, if Seivarden actually bothered to recommend she come to the diner on a weekend, then she should have expected the service would be excellent. Anything less, and she'd have no said anything or told Tisarwat to just not bother.

"I think I'll try the waffles, then," she decided, "since they'll be something new."

Tisarwat considered that, and the fact that both of those options sounded good, especially since she really didn't eat as much as she should around here, so the opportunity to splurge was very appealing.

"Could we maybe do a little of both?" she wondered, since she really wasn't sure she could choose.

"Some of them are familiar!" Tisarwat said, sounding a little too proud of that fact, especially considering it was really sort of a crapshoot as to what on Earth had similar if not almost exactly the same counterparts in the Radch, but, then again, the Radch was incredibly vast and varied. "But I think an executive decision on your part might be best and save time. Familiar is good, but it'll also be good to try something different, I think."

Tisarwat's head tilted a little curiously at the working with food comment. Obviously, the idea that wearing gloves when working with food wasn't universal here, otherwise it wouldn't be such a problem with Monday morning breakfasts, and she wondered if she could use that to her advantage in convincing Wayne to prepare his food more properly. Especially if it was actually more common than she was lead to believe.

"Oh, no, thank you," she said when the mug was set down in front of her, with another smile and an appreciative gesture. "This should be fine. A good, proper tea shouldn't need anything else added to it."

She did have her doubts as to how good it might be, especially considering Seivarden's complaints, but she'd drink it anyway, even if it was terrible. Her expectations weren't very high, though, which is maybe why it wasn't that bad once she did get around to having a sip.

Not great, either. But not that bad. Probably not anything she'd look forward to drinking again, but still would out of politeness. Especially since he was being so respectful about her customs.

"I take it you're friends with Seivarden, then?" she ventured, once she set her tea down for now. "You seem to know quite a bit about the Radch."

Comparatively. It was more than she'd come to expect out of people here, and she couldn't help feeling a little impressed.

Did Tisarwat look at all surprised by any of this as she lifted her mug and took another sip of tea? Not even a little. In fact, the mug might have been used as a way to cover a small grin that she couldn't help letting slip out. That all sounded just about right for anyone having to deal with Seivarden, if actually a bit better than she might have expected.

"I know I appreciate it," she said, smiling a different smile when she set the mug down again. "It is...really different here, and even little things like knowing the importance of tea can make things a lot easier. So thank you. Again."

She laughed a little, giving her head a small shake. "I've said that a lot, haven't I? But I mean it. You've been very kind and helpful."

"Well, this is very good," Tisarwat lied, acknowledging the mug. "What other experiences have you had, if you don't mind me asking? Are you also....aquainted with Breq, or have there been some others? I don't mean to pry, but I'm so used to no one ever having even heard of the Radch, much less having experience with people from there."

And thank Amaat his experience hadn't been just Seivarden Vendaai!

"She most certainly will," Tisarwat agreed a bit wryly, maybe letting out a small smile for how nice it was that people here on Earth could be just as frustrated with Seivarden as everyone back on Mercy of Kalr. "I think she may have mentioned something about swords or a sword club, but there's so much that it's hard to keep track of sometimes. Are swords a common weapon where you're from?"

"A bit like tea," Tisarwat agreed with a light smile back and a sip, since it seemed appropriate. "And gloves."

She liked to think she could one day get used to everyone without gloves, but that wasn't something she had a whole lot of hope for.

"What is it like where you're from?" she asked. "And what are your people like? Is it very different from here?"