"I would love to," she said honestly. It had been some time since someone invited her for tea. "I'm afraid I won't be getting many invitations in the future for tea otherwise since I am no longer fit for polite society." She said this flatly. "I'm already getting judgment for my choices. Such is life, though, yes?" She wanted very much to knock the baron off of his high horse and to humble him. "Ahem, oh look... There is some driftwood right there." She pointed.