[That smile of his becomes something warmer, and he cocks his head to one side as he lifts his own teacup in response, glad to chime in with that particular toast.]

Cheers. I'll drink to that.

[He offers her a wink across the table before drinking deep from his cup, setting it down a moment later to free up his hands to straighten his shirtcuffs.]

You know, I've always made such a fuss about keeping all of that hidden back home. Though this round of sharing may not have been entirely of our choosing, it is quite liberating.