[ Makoto trotted after Haru, stopping to pick up a blanket and wrapping it around his shoulders with a contented sigh. Much better. He picked up a second blanket and carried it over the table--Haru didn't seem particularly cold, but as Makoto wasn't the best judge of temperature at the moment he brought it over anyway just in case they needed it. He plopped down kitty-corner to Haru--not to far away--and set it down between them. By huddling in the blanket and closing his eyes, Makoto could almost forget the din the weather was making outside, but with his own tea in hand, soon enough he was also watching the steam curl above the cup. He really just wanted it for the warmth, but as Haru looked like he was waiting for it-- ]

The package said this kind of tea only needs about three minutes to steep, so you can drink it soon.

... And thanks again for letting me impose today, Haru-chan.