She's really not sure what to make of this sudden burst of awkward hospitality. If he was anyone else, she might object, but seeing as he's an actual freaking angel, she settles into a state of bemused complacency, allowing him to lead her to an armchair and settle her down, half-expecting to be offered a blanket and a hot water bottle (and then maybe he'll tuck her in and read her a soothing bedtime story or something).

When he offers tea, though, she brightens visibly. Okay, due credit to his awkwardly hospitable side. "Tea would be amazing."