( He tilts his head and all of his hair away from her hand - not far, since she is literally on his shoulder, but his voice floating up to her is amused: )

I'm not taking you to a tavern.

( She's not actually a child, but still. Much as Seoraj enjoys a drink - and he does - it isn't his preferred method of socializing. It's a particular kind of socializing, and when it's not a familiar local where he can put his feet up and complain about the things they all know and listen to the way the wind is blowing...then it's a kind he has to be in the mood for.

No. Got a better idea. He pats her thigh absently with his free hand-- )

Little lady with a tea room this way, said she'd set aside something interesting if I came back. You buy it, mostly, but you want to sit and drink it she'll give you something to eat while you do it.

( Seoraj collects tea. What of it. )