She was still quietly mulling over the words she'd accidentally heard. Honestly, she feels a little bad for accidentally eavesdropping. She should be happy that he spoke so well of her, but...

Maybe she wasn't as nice as he seemed to think.

Orihime gripped the countertop as she leaned forward, closing her eyes. The kettle of hot water would take some time to heat up, and really, he'd probably just go in through his window anyway, what would he think if she brought tea all the way up to the third floor--

...Okay, probably nothing, she was known for having weird habits anyway. But then she heard the heavy wooden door in the front swing shut, and she could feel his reiatsu close by. Quickly she straightened, slapping her cheeks, and swiveled around quickly with a cheerful smile.

"I'm making tea! Do you want some?"