Once she voices the invitation to sit out loud, he takes it-- and the mug, his metal hand clinking on the handle.

"Thank you. It is."

Though still softspoken, he is definitely hype for the hot chocolate, and the leg that isn't plagued with temperature-difference nerve pain even kicks forward and back a little bit as he takes the first sip. It's good even under normal circumstances, but coming in from the cold makes it even better.

There's a moment of quiet between them as Cali shuffles papers and Wrath drinks his Warm Beverage (tm), but then he pipes up with another potentially-insensitive but seemingly earnest question.

"Do you wear the mask because you need to hide?"