Richard
Without a word spoken, the door cracked open, leaving a gap large enough for a blonde head wearing a tan hood to poke through, only to meet one of Jo'Del's many forms, a new one that he had not seen before.

"Err, Uhm, o-of course, sir..." He took a weak step backward and opened the barrier between the two. The last thing he had expected was for him to appear as a Senche-Raht.
Gerald
"A nice hot cup of tea and some chicken apple pastries, with things to go with of course, the usual tea additives, sugar, milk, honey, yada yada." He says, "Oh, yes," He says with a growl, coughing realizing how horrifying it must be that he just growled, "Sorry, this form I don't use as much, not used to it no matter how much I practice, quite odd the difference between the body of an alfiq and that of a senche, I can't purr in this form, it's quite odd..." He rambles as he levitates the plate of goods onto the table
Richard
Jo'Del's growl inspired Arel to back away, visibly fearful of the large feline that stood before him. However, the Khajiit's aimless ravings were enough to calm him somewhat as he pulled the numerous pages he jotted down throughout the night to his fragile sternum, clearing the table for the pastries and tea.
Gerald
"How did you sleep last night? I pray you slept well." He says, pouring Arel a cup of tea, "Moonsugar, sugar, or honey?" He asks, "Moonsugar is good for calming the nerves, but sometimes works a bit too well on those who aren't Khajiit."