She poured the water into the two cups, debating it. "Maybe. People often tell me I'm too nice." For instance, she'd let this stranger into her apartment once she learned he heard things too. She was still giving Bran a chance - and she hadn't written off Anthony entirely either. She sighed, before placing the kettle back down.
The sugar dish was retrieved along with a spoon as she continued to prepare it. If he'd never had it before, then a caffeinated English Breakfast might not have been the best idea - but it was her favorite. She dumped in three scoops of sugar each before putting the dish away. His mug was pased to him, tea bag still hanging over the side. "Careful, it's hot." She took hers and headed towards the nook in the corner of the kitchen, sliding into a seat.