If he had any idea that a simple touch could be so distracting Lorenz would... well probably be insufferably smug about it. He's so used to being the one flustered out of his mind that any opportunity to turn such instances around on Claude would be quite welcome. But Claude is up and moving away before he can even begin to register any distraction on his part.

"It's hardly above board trade in that instance but... Still it's good to know." He smiles graciously, taking the cup and at first he simply breathes in the scent of it. He stops himself from cocking a brow at Claude but only just. Most people do not take their tea completely unsweetened and Lorenz is certainly not one who does but he purses his lips lightly and takes the tiniest sip. His nose immediately scrunches up in distaste but it's just a brief flicker of disapproval.

"Sugar, if you don't mind? ... at least two."