He grinned and a pair of mugs appeared alongside a thermos. He poured them each out a boozy coffee. He was known around his friend group for the drinks he mixed. Him and Jaenelle. This was one of the better brews he'd made since arriving. He slid one across to Tony, using Craft to keep it from tipping or spilling, stopping it short just in the right place to be easily grabbed... but with the handle pointed the wrong way. He had a small amused smirk.