Just something warm and tasty and...hopefully helps. Just--sit tight for two seconds, 'kay? [He reaches a hand up to brush some of the loose strands of hair back behind Ardyn's ear, for as much good as that does, before pulling himself away back toward the door.] I mean it, stay right here in reality for two whole seconds.

[With that, he ducks back inside, pointedly avoids watching anything while he grabs his mug, and comes back out:] Still delightfully warm. It's even got little marshmallows in it. [Because Leonard Church is seven years old.]