Is that a threat to make that one cabbage and egg dish with our leftover pheasant? You know, since now you've shown off your many cooking talents. We could add that one to the menu next.

[ He's well aware that isn't what Sylvain was going for when it comes to any threats, and while there's always the possibility the other man's suddenly learned to specialize in conjury magic to make it so that bag of tea really is something else beneath the familiar smell - Claude's willing to take his chances.

Wandering around the kitchen in search of mugs before changing his mind and going for the proper tea set instead since that feels more fitting to go with the meal made for him means he misses the expression on Sylvain's face. When he finally turns around to set the saucers onto the countertop first and glances back out again to where the other man's seated while reaching for the cups next, all he catches is the hand running over his face. ]

Whatever that motion is that you're doing - it better not be out of guilt that there's actually cabbage in there as a 'tea' ingredient.