The last thing the demi-god had expected was having someone teleport in front of him. Though, it doesn't entirely affect him too much. Not after dealing with his father and the people that the man had been around. Like a certain leprachaun that was somewhere in the city. Sweeny was probably avoiding him and he didn't blame the man.
He gives the other a bit of a smile," Is it easy to tell where you're going when you do that?" Luckily, it wasn't an ability that he, himself, had. Not that he was aware of at any rate. Not that he'd been experimenting with his powers much, not since dealing with the world tree.
Luckily, even with having the guy causing him to slightly jump, he hadn't spilled the hot chocolate. That would've been bad if he had. After all, steaming hot liquid.