[ He takes the cup, yes, although Hector's gripes earn a faint twitch of his lip. ]

It sounds as if you've a rough go of it, my friend. [ That's rough, buddy. ] But we should count ourselves lucky these seem to focus more on harmless pranks and shifting of responsibility rather than some of the Fae's less than savory pursuits.

[ A small blink of gold eyes at the filling of his cup, but Elm offers a small smile in thanks all the same. ]

Well. I cannot say I am the most riveting of drinking partners, but if it helps ease, then I'll be more than happy to be your company.

[ He lifts the cup, although it doesn't touch his lips quite yet. ]

Elmaris. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.