[Taako sits himself down, arms folded on the arm of the couch so he can drop his chin onto the back of his hands.

A mage hand pours tea for him, because even when not hella relaxed he's a lazy shit.]

I'm feeling pretty good. [But since he can understand Lucretia's hesitation here:] Rin uh, made me a potion for Candlenights-- Hygge? Whatever. It's like weed without the stupid, I'm digging it.