[ It takes Mizuki a moment. He tries to find his words, but it's not coming out, and, eventually, he just downs his glass so he can set it aside promptly. Then, he goes fishing around in his pocket to pull out a letter. It's sealed with a wax stamp and everything. Very fancy! On the back it says, in very neat, curly handwriting "To Venti. Open when you're ready. From" and Mizuki's usual doodle of a jellyfish. ]
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H-here.