Norrell draws the cup toward himself and stirs carefully, a small smile upon his face as he does so.

"You and I are quite different, sir. Quite different. I have a scholars love of solitude, the bustle and volume of London does not suit me. Yet, making way in London requires... certain connections that leave me often at a disadvantage. I have a great to share, and the greatest wish to further the cause of modern magic -- there are many ways I believe I may be of service here. I heartily wish this duty had fallen to another witch, but it seems I am the one to shoulder. You, sir. I envy you -- you are so very at home here!"