"Tea is fine, water if you don't have that." David moved further into the room so he wasn't blocking anyone's exit, and sat down on the sofa. Being in the presence of so many immortals was a more comfortable feeling than David remembered. He liked having people close to him that he didn't have to hide his true self from.
Still, all the clutter in the apartment pointed to saints who had adjusted to the times a lot better than he had. "A guitar! Who plays that? And a piano..." His fingers itched to have a go on it. "How on earth did you get that piano up here?"