So this one was older than he looked. Perhaps a mortal who became an Immortal? Difficult to tell without further questioning but he was fairly certain that his assumption was a sound one.

Watching him pick up the teapot to look it over, he gave a soft smile and had a sip of his tea before explaining.

"Immortals can use their energies to create magic to pull things to them from other rooms. My tea was in my rooms here so I brought it to me so I could still drink with you in my own way."