[ Okay, he sniggered a little at Julian's yelp in alarm, and fucking beamed until his cheeks hurt as Faust worked her way over. Fucking best lady snake ever. After measuring out honey and delicate little leaves of tea into each cup, he stoppered both vials and put them back in his pocket. Crouched down to draw the backs of his fingers adoringly and carefully along Faust's neck. ]

Sweet lady. You get warm and cozy, huh?

[ He straightened and turned a wildfire grin on Julian, as if he hadn't anticipated the offer of help but was both grateful and actually... needed it. ]

I don't actually know how long it's supposed to sit! Steep? Go ahead and put the water in for me. But... watch your hands, be careful. No burns.

[ He turned to Asra, et his hands on his hips. ]

It's our place, Ilya. And I'm sure we could make room for you, too, Asra, if you wanna get away from that Coven place.