[The self-satisfied smirk that was on his face was dampened slightly at her comment.]

No reason to provide low blows, Kay. Goodness.

[He leaned back in his chair and took a sip from his now cold cup of tea. Making a face he placed it down and stood up to heat some more water.]

Fret not, the game isn't lost until you lose your king. Sometimes we need to make sacrifices in order to win the war. Did you want another cup of tea? I'm about to make some for myself.