A Beck in space
Upon entering the noble house, Taal was in awe. He had never seen a home so lavish before, let alone been in one. There was way better air flow in here aswell, so he could breathe much easier. While the others moved about their separate ways, taking in the space and getting comfortable, Taal examined the plants in clay pots on the windowsills. Ginger root, soy, and Jasmine. Taal plucked a few petals of the jasmine flower. He wasn't sure when he would get his herbs back, but for now he could make everyone Jasmine tea. After the initial shock of being thrown in jai, everyone seemed to be getting along. Perhaps their meeting was fated for some reason. He would like to think so.
As the water tribe men whose names Taal didn't know yet apologized and thanked Ruiko, the other fire nation girl was calling from presumably the kitchen offering to make them all food. It was at that point that Taal realized he was starving! He made his way over to the kitchen too, bringing his Jasmine petals. The kitchen was a sight to behold for one such as he, cabinets, a table, and things he had never seen before. What caught his eye right a way was the kettle.
"You are kind to prepare us a meal," Taal said in his breathy tone. "How about I make some tea to go along with it?" He brought out the petals and moved over to grab the kettle.