[Dion very obviously agrees, seeing as how he doesn't even wait for Joshua to stop speaking before he's laying kisses down again. He presses them to Joshua's cheeks, the tip of his nose, his forehead, all before returning to his lips once he's finished speaking.]

I suggest you check the mirror, my dear. I can barely keep myself contained. [A breath of a laugh escapes them, careful to avoid being so loud in their shared space.] But have tea to enjoy in just a few moments, don't we?

[He glances toward the kitchenette, but it's nowhere near done yet. They would surely hear it if it was.]

And then we must take the time to sip it properly. I imagine it would make for quite the mess if we became distracted.