[Of course Kantera would know. Sylvain is still delighted to see the doctor look so pleased. Like a cat with the cream. He chuckles mildly as he steps inside, reaching for Kantera's hand to lift it to his lips.]

I'll take tea before and after, but if you're very eager, I certainly don't expect to be wined, dined and eased into it, or anything like that.

[They are past that point in their relationships, surely]