Well, yes...? You have not said anything terribly rude in your time as my guest. At least not to me.

[He cannot speak for what is going on inside Idia's head right now, but-]

As far as suspicious goes...I do suppose that leaves a fair bit up to the imagination.

[Adds sugar to Idia's coffee, giving it a stir with the (of course) matching teaspoon. If one looks closely, the little design on the handle is dainty, curling tentacles.]