"You are young," Long said in mild response, as if stating that the sky were blue; no actual judgment to his tone.

"That is very kind of you. If their tea is tolerable than I would be delighted," he murmured with a little bow before studying the low railing that separated the cafe seating from the sidewalk itself.

He shrugged to himself, then climbed over with no fuss, an incongruous sight in his business suit.