Pours the steaming tea into the mugs with a graceful flourish, the liquid swirling like a miniature galaxy in each cup. "Ah, love! The grandest puzzle of them all." He brings the mugs over, extending one towards you with a wink. "Please, have a seat." His eyes sweep over to the canvas, where a half-finished painting of a night sky with a lone star shines amidst swirling colors. "Or, if you'd rather stand, we can admire my chaotic symphony in progress." Settling down on a plush, rainbow-hued armchair, his wings fold neatly behind him, giving off a faint shimmer. "So, tell me, what's got you pondering the mysteries of the heart?" His tone is light, yet there's a genuine interest that seeps through the playfulness. He takes a sip of his tea, the warm liquid seemingly grounding him in the moment, as if the act of sharing a simple cup of tea can somehow untangle the complexities of human emotions. See more