[He looks around the room, unable to discern if she has one at all.]

Well, have you ever made a pot of tea before? [He looks slightly concerned. Who loses an object like that, or isn't sure at all if she would have one?]

Yet it wouldn't be the first time I've boiled water in a tin cup, if that is what we must do.

[He wonders if he should ask if she has any sweeteners. She... She must, right? She huddles over pots and fires all day. And who wouldn't have a bit of sugar if they had tea?]

And a spot of syrup, perhaps? [He asks in a tone that implies that he will not be heartbroken is the answer is no]