The stone cup was crudely carved and a little jagged, but it provided a little texture and friction hence the lack of any handles.

The caffine inside of the cup was purely black, you couldn't even see a reflection of light in the coffee.

"Your compliments are appreciated by the way."

She smiled.

She squeezed one of his fingers to confirm it was his hand.

"It may not be much, but think of it as a thank you for sharing."

She put a large and hot stone mug in his hands, the aroma was stronger now and the cup weighed quite a bit.

// Happy birthday!

*She giggles behind her hand.*

"Are you trying to flatter me?"

*The dragonborn leans on her hip, cocking her head to the side.*

"So you're a smith I'm taking it?"

"Coming from a dragon, don't you find it difficult to drink through that cask of tin that you have wrapped around your head?"

*She patted around for a surface to put the mug down on, and she did find a table, but she put the mug right on the edge of the table.*

"It is still quite bitter... I would have to say it is an acquired taste to enjoy such a drink."

*She offers her own leather canteen to him.*

"Have you ever tried water?"

*She said with a smirk growing across her lips.*

She cupped the mug, she inspected the mug with one hand, feeling the bottom and handle, eventually she found the top by accidentally dipping a finger into the mug. She shook her hand, but did take a tiny sip from the top.

"What is this?"

*She peers over the smiths shoulder.*

"Sorry to pry, but may I try a sip?"