"... Well fuck," Angelo uttered at length, standing from his desk to approach the petite Force and escort him to the drawing room.

It seemed too far a distance between that question and the time to answer it. It was a good thing that the tea was already brewed and there would be no additional pause while he pottered about with tea leaves. There was no doubt in his mind that he would come up with several answers in the space allowed. It was excessively frustrating. Now that he had been asked, there would have be an answer whether he chose to say it aloud or not. He had been asked how he was feeling. Now he would have to think about it.

Perhaps it would be better to divert his mind to another question rather than abandon his well practiced avoidance so readily. Indeed, a man had to wonder why had he been asked? He hardly thought Pestilence would be concerned about his feelings any more than usual. More likely there was some more personal reason he was seeking his council.

He offered the blonde a comfortable seat which was both soft and lower down than the others to suit his tiny stature. Once he was seated Angelo lifted the tea pot and paused with the spout above the cup to give Pestilence a look.

"Orange blossom and Elder flower. It's hot. Will that do?"