Actual tea would always be appreciated, but hey, he enjoyed the fine things in life. Like tea not purely made to cure ills while tasting terrible (if being effective).

He nodded, lifting his free hand and offering a small wave. "Around noon, got it. Should be easy enough to remember. I look forward to it, Marilaine-chan!" He really was. It was something to look forward to that was far more reachable, in far sooner time, than his home and his friends. Some sense of connection to the people he was separated from here in this world was important to him. Getting some of that here... he smiled, turning to head down the hall and find where he could dump his water safely. Today was feeling better than yesterday already.