[Neat and tidy, indeed, and unfortunately, Connor knows nothing of her situation except what she’s just told him. Has nothing to infer that there might be more to her life than what the duties of someone who’s basically royalty might imply. Fair enough, as far as that’s concerned.

Except…]

I imagine the responsibilities are numerous for one of your position.

[Except. He does remember their first meeting; hard to forget a lingering first impression much like that one.]

Not to mention what I can only assume are perceived problems concerning the… undead?

[To accentuate this polite-bluntness that is part and parcel of who Connor is, he walks forward and places the steaming tea neatly in front of her There ya go, Lucina.]