He had prepared himself, as an airman was usually the one selected to give the officers the bad news, so knew how to pitch things to a military person so they would get the news and not flip the fuck out. Reporting to a Fae, however, was not something one could get trained for. He thanked her for the offer for tea, before admitting he never really had acquired a taste for tea. He did take a cup anyhow, taking a cautious sip, and began telling the story. He didn't WANT to tell her, but had a feeling that not only was she obligated to know why she had suddenly felt a noticeable drop in her magic reserves, but could and would make him tell if he was coy about. It was likely to be VERY interesting to the Queen, compared against the previous missions, though he had several legitimate reasons for why he had acted as he had.<br/><br/>He got to the point in the story where the diplomats had left, and decided to take a quick break from story telling. "And that was when the diplomats left. Before I go further, would you be... unwilling to tell me what you know about the... I think Elwyrr called them 'The Brotherhood?'"<br/><br/>He took another sip of the tea, actually liking the flavor, it had a touch of what he thought might be maple syrup, but there were hints of a number of other things he couldn't place.