"Well that's a sad state of affairs when someone won't do that." Though admittedly when people brought him a drink without him calling for it specifically it was usually to kiss up. Back home it was, anyway.

But he goes to get her some coffee. Doesn't even know if they have sugar here, so he guesses they'll both have to suffer through it. He needs the caffeine boost and... well she's dealing with children and he knows all too well that shit requires its own level of energy.

He comes back and settles down beside her for the moment, careful not to disturb, hands her the coffee in such a way that a little goat child won't get dripped on the head, and then sees to his own. "Doesn't look like it'd mind much if you did. It looks that sort of asleep where you could carry it dangling out of your arms." He says it like a guy thats done it with a sleepy raggedy-ass boy.