Myr considers, for a moment, declining the offer. He does have other things he needs to do today so it would be neither rude nor lying to say he's got to attend to them (though he is not strictly in a rush). This entire interaction is fraught with worry for him, the need to be careful with L's secrets in a way he would not be with most of his own.

But he and L and Light will be sharing this space often enough in days to come (since Myr will not let himself be pushed out of the cottage), and for L's sake--for L's hopes and his needs--Myr would do better to get along with his Witch's other Bonded. So after the moment it takes him to consider that, a moment he fills with putting the last of the linen away, he gives an amiable nod of his head. "Tea, I think. And I'd gladly hear more about your time with Linden in return, if you'd share it."

He shuts the closet door firmly, turning from it to make his careful way back in Light's direction--the direction of the kitchen. "You know where the kettle is?"