His choice of beverage was another interesting aspect about this man. Deimos might not know, but tea drinkers often had a tendency to be self-motivated and didn't require the extra dose of caffeine from coffee to maintain their energy levels. Elizabeth wondered if he had always been partial to tea or if there was a time when coffee was necessary.
Placing the tray on the stepstool, she took a sip of her coffee after putting some cream in it. Meanwhile, she tried to contain her excitement at his question. The willingness to do more than escape her presence was a welcomed change and even his expression appeared to soften. Shared food always seemed to have that effect on people. Trying not to seem too eager, she smiled politely and looked up at the sign he'd hung. "All kinds, really. Private sessions. Group mediations. Couples therapy. I also have the skills to assist with physical traumas that may linger beneath the surface. Whatever people need, I can help with." The statements were broad but true. Her expertise was varied and adaptable to the client. She was curious if he might be interested in such services but didn't ask.
Attempting to learn more about him without being intrusive, Elizabeth asked with a kind smile, "What do you do for work?" She could make guesses and assumptions, however, he had surprised her so much at this point that she didn't think any response would be shocking. And depending on his comfort level, he could be as vague or elaborate as he wanted.
