"Oh," he sounded, his shoulders dropping slightly at hearing her answer. "Well. Make yourself at home, and I'll be right with you," he told her.
He went about sorting the pot, and soon brought through a tray with biscuits as well. She seemed like she could use a biscuit. "Here we go. And to answer your question, a little shaky. Full moon tomorrow," he explained. "But, the visit is very welcome," he added, in case she took it as a snub. It was good, really. He was best not to be alone and dwelling on it, that only made him feel worse.