He takes the coffee and sips it. It does make him feel a bit better, the warmth. "Thank you," he says quietly. See, he's not a complete jerk.

Logically, that shouldn't bother him. It made perfect sense, and there was no point in suffering for no reason when there was someone with actual practical knowledge that could help him. But he wasn't exactly thinking logically and his left eye twitched. "Are you trying to say that I need to be helped by an animal keeper!?"