"Not a mouse," Dori mumbled, lips curling into a small pout before ducking beneath the counter for some tea bags and hurrying off to turn the kettle on. He busied himself for some while, and when he returned it was with a cup of hot water, which he gingerly set the tea bag in to steep. Not enough people called for it for him to make a full pot.
"Just tea?" he asked, finally flashing him a shy smile, "Nothing else?"