Let's have your tea first. If we run out, we can always make this one. Or save it for another time.

[Don't want Aerith's efforts to go to waste!

She'll take a seat at the table once that's all finished, and she drags the other chair closer to herself for Aerith to sit in, and while she doesn't say anything to push her, there is a patient yet expectant look about her.]

So. Is everything okay?