"I'll admit, I was expecting that to be filled with coffee." The worn steel warms his heart a bit, honestly. Seeing something so well cared for despite being so well used.

He takes the cup, carefully, holding it up to inhale its scent, first. Sweet, but spiced. It reminds him of a candy Caitlyn's mother used to give him, as a boy. Something hard and chewy, he remembers. He sips at it, making an approving noise at the taste. "Oh this is sweeter than I thought it was going to be. I like this. It reminds me of something my mom makes, actually. But hers is more cinnamon based."