Waffles and pancakes. He's trying to challenge Rhodey, so far the waffles have blown him out of the water. At least he tried, and for once failing in one of his own self-set challenges hasn't actually bothered him that much. Obviously Rhodey knew what he was doing with the waffle thing, Seifer just had no iron.

He thanks her quietly as he takes the cup, cradling it in two hands and curling up in a way that maximizes the amount of warm he's gathering from the forge. It's warm and cozy right now, nothing like unwinding with a nice cup of coffee by the fire.

"Garden coffee wasn't exactly good," He comments as he takes a sip. "Still miss it. Familiar comforts, you know? 'Course, now that you've been grillin' me for a bit I figure it's about my turn. What do you miss the most? Or who, guess I should say."