Jefferson slowly raised a brow, placid expression remaining on his face at her request. He supposed he shouldn't have been surprised that she was requesting what would be a foreign tea to him. Given where they were, and how she dressed, but thankfully for the young woman Grimoire knew the residents it was housing and provided for all of them.
"I have Assam and Earl." As the Hatter moved to collect the tea leaves for her order he set out two tins. One for each flavor because mixing them would be blaspheme, unless they were the correct flavor.
It wasn't until he'd finished measuring out what she requested that he answered her question. "I share the space with the pirate." Not everyone would know Hook or Killian. No mistaking the only pirate. And he wanted to comment with 'no one owns anything here' but that should have been common sense.