He took the tea thankfully, cupping the warm mug in both of his large, calloused hands. He blew on the liquid for a moment before taking a small sip. His mouth was so accustomed to the heat that he barely registered it, the threshold and tolerance too high from having drank warm drinks his entire life. Sometimes they even drank their water warm, just to keep everything inside warm and happy. When she asked if he was comfortable, he merely mumbled and took another sip of his tea.
"I don't disagree." He noted, "It would have been nice to be introduced to her. But that's mostly my fault, I've been so busy in and out these days." Preparing for Longnight for himself and for the entirety of Halo was something new to him. His cabinet position put so much responsibility on him for the well-being of the community and the people, and it was a juggling act. He felt no resentment for it, but he was just still learning how to balance it all. "How long does she plan to stay with us?" The undertone was that she couldn't stay for long, of course, because Ezekiel would return home soon and need his own bedroom once again--at least, that is what Noah hoped.
"Now..." He took another drink of the tea, this time bigger, before looking her dead in the eyes. "Tell me about your history with Korbin. All of it." He knew of the most recent interaction from only the point of view of the raven, and he was very interested to hear of the tale from the woman.
