Lily couldn't help but feel just the slightest twinge of disappointment at the arrangement of the seats at the table they claimed, though once she settled in her chair, stretching her legs out so that one of hers rested comfortably against one of his, she supposed it wasn't that bad.

That they had barely left the tunnel and she found herself missing that closeness made her stomach flutter, and she smiled at him, cocking her head to the side as she considered the question.

"Ale, it reminds me of the stuff in the pubs back home, and I think wine makes me far too cheeky." Raising her eyebrows at him her nose wrinkled amusedly. He would know.