"I v's or'g'n'lly b'rn 'n R'ssia, b't my f'th'r m'vv'd us 'ere vh'n I v's y'ng," he stated, nodding his head slightly. Leaning back to cast another glance around, he returned his view to her; a nervous laugh escaping him. "Eh, yeah... I d'n't go t' m'ny p'bl'c pl'ces 'n my k'nda v'rk," he replied, leaning forward as he picked up the coffee cup to take another sip- more like a gulp- of the warm beverage.<br/><br/>Glancing towards the small dessert, he rolled his shoulders. "F'th'r b'tt'r be gl'd I g't 'im th't one," he muttered; a flash of stress flickering across his face before fading out just as quickly as it had come. "I see," he sighed. "My v'rk 's all 'vv'r." Gritting his teeth together audibly, he half-slammed the cup back onto the plate, causing a slight clatter. Good thing he didn't crack anything, though.