[ Trahearne mirrors Phantom and takes a sip of his own tea, letting the mild flavors warm himself. It's not an uncomfortable warmth, either, despite the summer weather. His eyes close briefly, trying to experience the tea as a connoisseur. ]

I think it has already. Though that might owe to both you and Miss Christine being here as well. [ He smiles fondly at Miss Christine. He isn't sure tea alone would have brought him the same peace of mind.

He takes the pot to refill his cup. ] Those all sound lovely, however. An Earl Grey might be nice next time I need to get some research done. [ Relaxing? Never. He places the pot back in its spot. ] Do you have a favourite?