"Sure thing." Standing he took both cups before moving over to the dish tube and carefully placing the glasses down in it. A glance was taken around the room. It hadn't been that terribly long since he'd been a scholar himself. It was only seven years ago, though... It felt like forever in the same instant. When he'd become a White Mage, Quen had only been 11 and he'd never thought they'd end up where they were today.
"Don't study too hard, yea?" A hand reached out, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze before waiting to see if she wanted a hug. "And if you need anything, just gimmie a call, alright?"