It wasn't really a lie because he didn't think it was ugly, but calling it nice seemed better than his usual apathetic response. Although he couldn't realistically say that he knew Lotte well, the subdued colors didn't seem like something she would choose on her own. "Oh. Well, it's not... overbearing." He shrugged. It had just been something to fill the silence. His knowledge of tea was limited, and he wasn't about to start asking for specifics. "English Breakfast is fine."
Bran stared down at his hands, mapping out possible directions that the impending conversation could go and how he would respond. Admitting to attacking Ella was completely out of the question, but what about the other things? Distracted, he glanced at her over his shoulder. "That's alright - milk and sugar are good."