"Mm, ta." He said as he accepted the glass, taking a sip before setting it aside so he could continue working on the sandwiches, some combination of cold roast beef and warm fried eggs, with tomato and spinach and sweet white onion.

"We're probably going to run into a whole lot of nothing and have to work this out for ourselves." He shook his head, "Whatever 'this' is. I doubt it's going to be as easy as all that." But being who he was, he was curious enough to keep pursuing any information instead of just pretending it hadn't happened.