A pause at the offered carafe, but then the Fool nods and, finding a mug, offers it out to be filled. After a murmured 'thank you,' he brings it up to his lips to sip it; however he feels about its flavour, he masks it well.

(Could use some cream, perhaps.)

"Is Aifaran very different from your home?" With one slender hand, the Fool gestures for them to sit someplace more comfortable than simply lingering near the coffee maker.