Samsara first checked the chairs and table, then shuffled by the couch, searching low first. The high sweep produced nothing, and the couhc and bookcase were unlikely - yet somewhat obsvious reuses - "Hmmm...."
She clicked a bit, scanning around and walking along the floor.
Mintaka was taking a sip as she mulled the words ov- She spit the tea back into the cup, avoiding choking completely on it. "Ack!" She set the cup aside quickly before she doused herself, patting ehr chest momentarily and sputtering still. She looked at Prox, slightly bewildered, even as the grin crossed her face. She rose, bowing slightly. "Well..." She coughed again, hopefully getting all the liquid out. "Congratulations, Prolixity?" She began to muse a bit on gifts.