[Indeed, the warm breeze that normally follows him feels a little stuffier than usual today. It's subtle, but there.]

I remember. I thought I would return the favor. [He says, but it's more out of habit when he's been on his own for a while. He'll go ahead and walk over to pour the tea for them both. The smile he wore slowly comes something closer to a frown, more neutral.] I know I invited you to answer my questions, but I have a feeling you have some questions yourself that you're withholding.