"Hmm. Is that so?" Turns out he can lower his voice to one hell of a bedroom purr. Though he goes back to his normal tone right afterwards.

"Self loathing in the early morning is the best description I have ever heard. Tea doesn't smell as strongly, I can't drink it, so I can only smell it. Or maybe I just haven't been around the right kind of tea? I'm told there's thousands of different kinds."