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[noreasonneeded]

On first glance at her brash nature, the word spy doesn’t immediately come to mind for Nina Zenik. Spies are built like Inej, small and slim, hiding in shadows and scaling walls. Or at least, that’s one popular perception. Nina though is a social chameleon, her power of knowing intimately how a person feels makes her stellar at then knowing how to handle them. She’s right at home charming thugs in a dimly lit tavern as she is sharing tea with kings and queens. A child soldier trained spy who chooses not to play that game any longer by political rules hanging over her head. Perhaps a traditional spy wouldn’t say it like it is right off the cuff and straight from the heart, but Nina thrives in living that way.

Besides, someone like Kaz needs someone in his life to be blunt with him. It doesn’t seem like he has very many who actually do that, for all the love and friends that surround him. Nina can’t blame them for it, because everyone is dealing with their own issues in their own ways. Asking someone like Wylan to confront Kaz is asking for a lot; she only sees it when Kaz is about to cross a moral line that Wylan won’t.

“If I can do anything to help you, let me know,” Nina assures Les regarding her work in New Orleans. “I may not be the most popular Grisha since I left the Second Army, but if they’re hiding out in New Orleans anyway, they might not mind the deflection.” And at the end of the day, a lot of Grisha felt a kinship for their own.

The ding goes off and she waves a hand at Jesper to take the tray out, warning him, “I don’t know if you can touch hot metal or not, but if not, use a pot holder.” The smell in the air is admittedly delightful, though she sighs as Wylan gets up to get some coffee to go with it. “Such a Kerchman,” she teases him, as Kerch is known for being coffee drinkers. “Jesper, you’ll join me in tea against all these coffee beans, won’t you?”

Wylan just smiles and quietly sets out small plates for everyone. Not paper ones - Kaz hates spending money on paper plates when they have perfectly good ones they can just wash.

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"Actually, having you in New Orleans for a few days may be perfect. It could help them. There aren't a ton of Grisha, but there's enough that it would be worthwhile meeting up with them. I don't think they're going to be too bothered by the deflection since they've been hiding out in New Orleans making the city their home," Piper admits after giving it a little thought. She wasn't Grisha and she knew that there would be people who would find it easier to connect with someone like Nina.

Jesper takes a minute to look around the room and smiles. They were missing a few people but he liked it when they were all together like this. When the timer dings, Jesper grins. The smell had only gotten better the more he stood there. He grabs a pot holder to take the cookies out. He didn't know if he could touch hot metal or not but he wasn't going to chance it here. Not when he had cookies to look forward to.

Piper laughs and steps away from the coffee pot so he'd have easy access while taking another sip from her mug.

"Of course, I will," he says while setting the cookies down on top of the oven. He enjoyed both equally - coffee and tea.

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While Nina was the fanatic sort who only stuck with her kind, she does feel a responsibility towards helping them. She still has some guilt over leaving the army, even if she refuses to apologize for living on her terms. Perhaps helping other Grisha in new ways would bridge those two. Plus, she always wants to help Les out in whatever ways she can. Giving the other woman a warm smile, Nina nods. “You got yourself a deal. I’m looking forward to it.” The mention of a deal makes her think of Kaz, and she glances back towards the doorway where he’s standing.

Where he was standing. The space is now empty, he must have left either to go back upstairs or out the front door.

She gives a little sigh and shake of her head, then turns back to the remaining group. Hearing Jesper confirm he’ll have tea with her makes her grin and rise to her feet. She heads over to set the teapot on the stove to boil. “Lovely of you to not leave me alone,” she teases, giving him a little hip bump. “I think some chai will work just right.” Wylan sits next to Les and she trusts Jesper to dole out the cookies - even if he gives himself more than he hands out to others, she made plenty. There’s a warm feeling of satisfaction in feeding her people, her makeshift family, and she settles in for a pleasant night of it.

[OOC: Feel free to tag if there’s anything you want to add or if you wanna keep it going! Otherwise I think we can wrap this one, too. :) ]