@LadyBilboBaggin "Nay, not e'en remotely." How marvellously loquacious the King Under The Mountain had become with a bit of tea to loosen his lips! It would behove the lady hobbit to make the most of this while she can.
"I acquired a taste for the brew when we began to venture above ground. --
@LadyBilboBaggin "Aye," is his simple first response, taking another relishing sip. Why disguise himself now that he's made his admission?
"You have barely known us for a single cycle, so I would not expect you to be already aware of this, but...
"My company are *horrendous* tea brewers."
@LadyBilboBaggin Giving the Hobbit something of a withering look at her reaction, he resumes his dance - from her, to the mug, then back to her.
"This tea..." he says in a gruff voice, giving the cup a small shake to emphasize it.
"...I like it."
@LadyBilboBaggin Staring into the steam rising from the warm drink, his mind wanders about, taking in the many thoughts tumbling about his head. Cautiously, slowly, he takes a sip.
...
"Baggins," he practically croaks out, as if his voice were rusty from lack of use.