"Ooh, you ain't gonna like my coffee." She laughs low in her throat, trying not to think too hard about what just happened. Her knees are still shaking a little when she straightens up with a cup in one hand and a jug in another, and she looks awfully pale, but she hobbles back over to put them in front of him. "Chie did keep us in cream, I guess. Wasn't too sure of it."