[ He continues to speak from the kitchen as he finishes preparing the cocoa, two steaming mugs filled to the brim with liquid so that he must be careful as he walks back into the sitting room. If he spills even a drop, his dog will be all over it in a second, wherever he is in the house. Dogs always know these things. ]

It's not weird at all! Trust me. I think I'm the odd man out, actually, Alisaie's the same as you! But she definitely knew chocolate...she really knows her chocolate....she's amazing.

[ Okay, now he's just being embarrassing and rambling, but he hands Sansa her cup of cocoa before taking a seat across from her on the sofa, his smile warm as the drink. ]

Phew! Nice to catch a breather finally, huh?

[ A simpler way to broach the looming subject at large. ]