Andras was glaring across at Ezra from behind Reis, irritated that he would have the nerve to open his mouth an contradict him. He likely felt at ease hiding there behind Reis as his cousin got just about as angry as he had ever seen him, but even then it wasn't much. Andras certainly wasn't intimidated and Reis wasn't going to kick him out. It would reflect poorly with the family but words were still shot back and forth before Reis turned back towards his pet.<br/><br/>Reis didn't say anything at Ezra's apology. He hadn't told him to stay and he didn't really care if he heard. Actually, it was probably better that he did. Maybe Ezra would understand the rules and also exactly where Andras had crossed the line.<br/><br/>“No, you don't have to go back to your own room,” Reis answered, knowing now that Andras couldn't be trusted to leave his pet alone, especially knowing he'd be angry at having been figured out. It was something that would have never happened with a regular asha. They were too dumb to convey the truth when falsehoods were presented against them. Ezra understood though and was capable of arguing back, even.<br/><br/>“At least not while Andras is visiting.” Reis would try to push the date of the event forward. Likely he'd grow bored after it was over and go back to his own estate. Then everything could return to how it was before, or close enough. At the offer of tea Reis decided that was acceptable. Maybe it would soothe the asha in a way that he knew he could not.<br/><br/>“Grab what you need from the kitchen and we'll make it upstairs. I don't want to wake any of the staff up, so make sure that you're quiet.” The staff quarters naturally were close to the kitchen and if they heard someone rustling around they would feel obligated to serve. Reis wanted them to sleep. They'd have a grumpy Andras to deal with in the morning and he would likely make their jobs as difficult as he could, putting them to task with specific requests. Ezra proved reluctant to go into the dark kitchen alone, and so Reis in behind him, taking a candle and helping the asha navigate even though he had no idea where most things were. Reis never made anything himself. With what they'd need, and extra cups, they went back upstairs where everything was still better lit in his bedroom. He let Ezra add what he wanted to steep in the teapot, and then hung it himself over the fire on the hook, explaining and showing him. While he didn't think Ezra had burned himself he still ought to know proper procedure and how not to catch things on fire in his home when making the tea in a bedroom. Reis used a hooked to remove it from above the fire once it was finished, though he let Ezra pour with a thick linen cloth.<br/><br/>“I'm surprised you're not more tired after all that has happened today,” Reis grumbled, folding his feet up beneath himself on the couch with his teacup, pulling a blanket from the back over his lap. As for Reis, he was exhausted. It had all been too much and it showed in his sluggish movements. Ezra didn't seem to tire though, almost always smiling and exuberant. He didn't know how he kept it up.<br/><br/>“Do your best not to allow Andras to catch you alone at night. During the day I don't really imagine he'd be so bold, what with the servants out and about. What he did..” Reis paused, scowling. “It was not acceptable. Burning you, of course, but not just that. Touching you too. At all.” Not that Reis felt he had any right to do the same thing, not like some Belmirans did in owning an asha, but Andras doing so rubbed him the wrong way more than usual. Whether Ezra liked some of it or not.