Raava found it interesting, but did not remark on it outloud, that he didn't know the actual origin of his name. Only theories. She had never been fond of the practice of naming children after historical figures, it seemed to set a lofty standard for them. Myths were fun naming options though.
It was possible that the sugar in the honey would counteract the relaxing sleep encouraging aspects of the tea, although if he drowned all of his drinks in sweetner like that maybe he body was too use to it to be impacted. At least he was enjoying it without what she called the 'medicine face' that children gave when taking potions.
Watching his eyes as he seemed to contemplate his answer she was relieved that he was taking his time, "You don't have to talk about anything you don't want to," Gesturing to the shelves with her free hand, "I can tell you about those, or we can even talk about movies. Have you seen the new movie with Schwarzenegger?" It was a hunch, that he would like muggle movies, or if he was like many in the wizarding community he would scoff at her and think her silly for consorting with muggles.