He nods to the side at the first part, rifling around in his pockets for his wallet. Of course, it wasn't very easy for him, infrastructure or no, but his situation is a little unique. (...He's picky, is the truth.)

"Not a tea drinker? Or–" He pauses, eyes slightly narrowed as he puts two and two together. ...Oh. "Sorry, is that usual for you? There's such a variety of –us here," skirting around the elephant in the room, "--and I'm afraid I haven't gotten out in the community much. Or at all."