He nodded at the information about Lacey, and ignored the pointed look at his ribs for the time being.
"Coffee," he signed, "regular coffee sounds great. Thank you." He wanted the heat as much as he wanted the caffeine, so while the notion of slamming back a couple of espresso shots did tempt him, wrapping his hands round a warm mug won him over. Then he did as he was told and sat where he was shown. Carefully lowering himself into the chair, he got as comfortable as he could manage, and waited quietly until Maria was finished.