Lex

Lex sits quietly in the corner, hood hiding his scarred face. If anyone were looking his way, all they would be able to see was a faint smile on his lips.

It has been too long since I have had some good tea. It is a bit cold though. Let's change that.

Lex puts his hand beneath the cup. The tea begins to dance in the cup, seemingly rejuvenated by the fresh heat. A smile forms again on Lex's lips. Lex begins to look around the teahouse, enjoying his tea.