Xavier observed the young woman who had now joined him at his table, noting the accent and also the selection of food or rather the lack thereof. It didn't seem to be a lot of food for a young girl he could only assume was still growing and it definitely didn't contain everything you needed to provide your body with required sustenance.
Still she wasn't friend or family to him so Xavier held his tongue, he didn't believe in speaking unless important or would serve a purpose.
"Appreciated," he assured her as he removed his now thoroughly stewed teabag and placed it to one side before he simply stirred the tea. No milk, no sugar, just simple green tea. "Assumptions are a dangerous thing."