Camilla stared at the steaming cups for several seconds before slowly turning her head toward Stan. Her expression became increasingly confused as she looked from him to the table, then back toward the room.
She had expected something entirely different after being transported through space by someone like Stan. Given the little she knew about his abilities and the strange things he's capable of, she had imagined an ancient palace hidden in some isolated dimension, a terrifying cultivation chamber, after all for him to teleport her means he wants to reveal things to her...
Unlike what she thought, she had actually been brought into what looked like a private tea room.
"What?" she finally asked, unable to hide her confusion.
Stan walked toward the wooden table as though nothing about the situation was unusual. He pulled out one of the chairs and casually gestured toward the room. "Welcome."
Camilla's eyebrows twitched.
"Welcome where?"
"To my Tea room."
