The tea is more than welcome. [Enjolras might have preferred had they only had tea at their own meetings.]

Ours? It was the back of a little café, Musain. Warm, solid and without frills. We'd often stay until very late, and there was wine, though not everyone drank it-- some drank too much of it. We'd discuss politics and philosophy there.

[He understands having too much time to tink on things past.]

In fact... we have thought to perhaps start this habit again here. There is the bar, and perhaps there are a few hours when it is very quiet. If we do, you must join us.