[The box is simple, only about a hand-span in each dimension, tied closed with string. The label reads "For Richard Greyson". Anyone else in the house will find that they're just...
not interested in opening it. They don't
want to open it, even if they usually would. It's not repulsive, not worrying. Just... it seems to say that it's for Dick, not them.
Inside are two metal containers, both with tightly fitting lids and both labeled in the same forcefully neat hand (like the owner wants to be extra sure that everything is perfectly legible). One reads "For Easier Sleep" and the other reads "For Clarity of Mind". Each come with brewing instructions, how to bring the water to a boil and then let it cool for a certain amount of time before pouring over the leaves, varying in steep time between the two. The sleep tea has the allowance of up to 2 spoonfuls of honey. Upon opening, that one smells almost thick, heavy -
slow, if slow had a smell. There's something a little bitter to it, which is why the honey is allowed. The other smells bright and sharp, astringent, and it makes the mouth water like mid-summer berries.
She doesn't send along a teapot or reusable tea bags as she might for someone else. She knows that at one point, Bruce Wainright had a silver tea set (now in Eddie's possession), and she has faith that it's been replaced since then.
The note included lays on top of the tins and in the same handwriting reads:
I hope this can help. No signature. Which is probably going to make it tricky to restock, but maybe she has a way to just know when more is needed.]