Tomomi arrives later than she'd planned, shaking snow from her heavy sleeves before entering the tea house. The streets were so full. She'd helped where she could today but...it was like the War of Burned Wings all over again, but complicated by snow.
She speaks with the fellow running the tea house for a moment and follows his gesture to the table she'd expected they'd be at. The roomy alcove had space to fit everyone. In nicer weather the wall would be pulled aside to reveal the covered porch and gardens outside. Tonight, the cozyness of closed walls was appreciated.
Approaching the table with a courtier's sense for a pause in the conversation, she bows to the assemblage. "Good evening, and I hope the day has tried none of you too sorely. I deeply apologize for my tardiness. I hadn't expected the snow to be so deep."
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