( He's trying to be polite and not ignore her! Gosh. But he makes the coffee, adds some actually pretty decent hot cocoa powder goodness, and it must be said that Max has schooled him well in the art of making coffee. Given what they have to work with in Exsilium, it's destined to be pretty delicious. Also he just likes making food, go figure. He shuffles back in with mochas for both of them, claiming a seat and setting their drinks down on the table. )

It's uh, n-not going to b-be as good as um, as like-- at a cafe? B-but, um, yep.

( He totally also grated some actual chocolate in there, okay. Dedication. )

I d-don't-- know. I figured you'd um, know where I'm n-not-- not doing c-courtesies right. ( A beat. ) And I n-never know when t-to uh, to bow.

( So perplexed, but at least he's finally having a bite of brownie. Delicious fudgey brownie. )