[ A soft exhale came from him, setting out the small cups and checking on the tea, taking it off of the stove. Humming softly, he adjusted a few things before opening the window and refilling the bird feeder then returning to the kitchen, grabbing the plates of snacks he'd arranged. Fruit, pastries, and crackers were set out- Now he just needed someone to arrive. ]

"..There.."

[ He could always just sit alone, but.. It wasn't what he hoped for. ]