Mikaela watched him, wondering what he was doing, until he at long last offered one of the glasses to her. Her eyes widened slightly and she flashed him a smile as she took the offered drink. Tea? He'd made tea? From scratch? Would wonders never cease when it came to this guy?
"Thanks," she replied, raising the glass to her lips. The smell of it was certainly appealing. Taking a small sip, she realized the taste was even better.
"Okay," Mikaela asked after a moment, and another sip of the tea, "is there anything you can't do?" There was a slightly joking quality to her tone but, really, she had to wonder. So far, he seemed pretty much great at everything she'd seen him set his mind to doing.