Smiling back, Philomena turned and walked to the small cupboard where she handled the sachets of tea and made up two pots. One with the tea he was likely used to drinking, and the other a frothy chai that Ludwig had just finished brewing. “I prefer a different type of tea which you’re welcome to try if you’d like.” She explained as she brought the tray over to the table along with some teacups and saucers. “It’s from India, we call it chai.” Sweet and honied, Phie tapped her wand on the teapots to pour a cup for herself. “Forgive me for not being a better hostess, I find myself a bit indisposed.” She waved her bandaged hand by way of explanation before waving her wand to summon a small package from the workbench.

---