Oh, it's fine. She may have the run of the place, I truly don't mind. When I was young my brother and I would turn the house into a menagerie if given half the chance.

[A little cream and sugar added, he offers Koby a cup and saucer.]

Here you are.

[He takes his own and sits on the bench at the end of the bed. His posture is proper, although there's something anxious in the line of his shoulders.]

Thank you for coming by, Koby. I have been looking forward to this quite a bit. If, ah. That's not too forward to say.