With a chuckle he calls over his shoulder as the visitor walks towards the wash room, “No offense taken.” As soon as he's sure the fire will stay lit properly Viltez stands and makes his way over tot he small kitchen. He's looking through his well stocked pantry when the man comes back from the washroom and says anything would be fine. He nods and sets about preparing something for he and his guest. Fulling the kettle with some water and tea leaves he swings it over the fire to heat. Turning to the other man he smiles and points at the couch. “Feel free to have a seat, tea should be ready soon.” With that he turns back to his work. [i]'I know he likes sweet things, so maybe I can make something with a sweet drizzle'[/i] Pulling out some various fruits and veggies he begins make up an old dish he learned from one of the local woman years ago. As he works he hums to himself for a while before he realizes he's effectively ignoring his guest. A bit sheepishly he looks over his shoulder as the tea begins whistling. His shirt had started riding up a bit from his continuous motion so as he turns to remove the kettle from the hook he pulls it down. “I'm sorry I'm being so quiet, I'm not use to guests.” With a faint cough he sets the teakettle on the small table and retrieving cups and a sugar bowl. He smiles over at the man. “In fact, you are the first one who didn't invite them self in, heh.” Making sure to leave the hot pads so he can pour his own tea should he want it Viltez heads back to his cooking. “And since you're my guest, I will offer my name first, seeing as I forgot to do so earlier in the market.” He turns to the man and gives a little bow. “My name is Viltez. I have no sir name, but people around here have taken to calling me Tezy for short.” As he stands back up he waves a hand to indicate he'd like to know the others' name.