[She's about to respond to his questions with some deep, meaningful, philosophical answers but she pauses when he makes a face at the tea. She looks down at her own, not having taken a sip just yet but it doesn't smell off to her. Maya returns the look at Naruhodou.

Are you dissing her tea making skills!?]

I dunno, I just grabbed whatever I found in the cupboards. What kind of tea do you have if it's making you make that face?

[She sniffs it again.]