She can't help the soft laugh that falls from her lips when he mentions the goat mug. "I'll find it for you." She's very fond of the mug, with its watching goat at the bottom of the interior. It never fails to bring a smile to her face, even all these months after it came into the house.

As soon as she's settled next to him with her own, very plain, mug in hand, she turns to press a kiss to his shoulder before helping herself to a sip of cocoa. Much to her surprise, there's absolutely nothing wrong with it. Either the drinking chocolate is magical in nature to overcome her shortcomings, or she's slowly getting better at this. She truly hopes it's the latter.

"You're welcome," she says softly, keeping her tone soft and warm. There's no reason to rush anything, but she doesn't let the silence stretch too long before she prompts him for a few more words. "Do you like it? The chocolate's a bit darker than our usual."

All he needs is to stay here with her for now. The rest can come after it seems he's fully come back to himself.