I don’t have a crystal ball

They were a long way from home, that was for sure, but something pulled them north, and Fuji wasn’t about to leave her sister to come this far alone. After all, she had her own stop off at the strange statue. It felt a little irreverent to use the green glowing bonfire to heat the water for their tea, but the familiars didn’t seem too put out, at least outwardly.

Her mother’s opossum handed her the tea canister, a blend of peppermint, chamomile, spearmint and lemon peel. She wasn’t quite sure it was transcendent enough for the occasion, but she also knew Otis would rat them out if she went for the mushroom blend so with a sigh and a roll of her eyes, she served out the leaves in equal portions between the two cups. Water was poured reverently and the leaves were allowed to steep. She would give it a few minutes to cool down before carefully sipping at the tea. “I’m not even sure what question I should be seeking answers for, how about you?”

“Speech”