“Don’t be ridiculous. This is very nice. … Thank you.” The words are sincere as he takes the tin and pours a small amount of the leaves into the pot’s basket. Ben’s eyes having lit up at the opportunity to actually have tea in… he didn’t know how long. Because of that he had no business being picky.

Though there is a bit of a pause, and another thoughtful look is passed to Ezra. “Well… I must admit I’ve not done much to maintain my own wisdom.” A little bit of a sad smile ghosted his features as he turned back to the pot. Ben reaching for a couple cups as well.

“You… heard me last night, didn’t you?”