[the warmth starts to seep in through his hands, and there's something intrinsically comforting about tea. Now that she's close, Elsa can see what Salieri's been covering up with makeup for who knows how long, seeing as he's cried it all off at current. There are some very dark circles under his eyes and purplish bruising--the man looks like he hasn't had a good night's sleep in a very long while.

But at that, his expression softens, looking up at her. He's going to try valiantly to muster up a smile, and a bit of one appears, curling the corners of his mouth]

...I suppose it would be hypocritical of me to say that I can take care of myself, so I'll keep it to myself and simply thank you again. Though I will point out that you've been a kind, caring friend to me as well. [he reaches out to pat the seat next to himself, inviting her to sit]