Lily likes sharp tea anyway, though she probably will soften it with some Space Honey. She's still and quiet a moment, shakes her head and manages another smile though this one is a little fainter.

"You're not in trouble," she begins, and that might be promising. Maybe. "You've... You've been very honest and forthright with me since I arrived and it's something I appreciate. Not being treated like I'm about to break into a thousand pieces."

Even in the times where she might've. She didn't. Once the tea is sorted and steeped she cups a mug in her hands, leeching the warmth through her fingers.

"But there was something wrong when we last spoke, something you weren't telling me."