Her mouth quirked slightly at the comment, though her hands wrung before her. "Is it? I mean - Valerie picked out most everything, for where I lived last." And she hadn't really liked it then and didn't feel that way now. She looked over her shoulder at the kitchen, before back to him. "Is English Breakfast alright? I think I still have chamomile - I used up the ones I got from Katya..." She supposed another visit to her would be a good idea. After this.
Lotte went into the kitchen after a moment, still calling over her shoulder. "I have milk and sugar too, if you want - I think I'm out of cream." She put the kettle on the stove and got out the mugs, looking back every now and then.