[ Childermass counting on 'don't bother your coworkers,' yeah right. Childermass is Childermass, he's fair game for bothering. So, as the mirror flashes in his direction and Childermass gives him a glower, Strange notices those few items that don't blend in. It doesn't really surprise him: Childermass is a magician, after all. And given the chance to explore his abilities without Norrell looming over him, it only makes sense that he would do so.

He files that information away as he watches Childermass drink tea and spots the teacup on the counter. Oh yeah, he did make tea, didn't he. He makes a little noise of recognition at the thought. Setting the mirror down on the floor, Strange walks over towards the counter, picks up the tea and starts to drink it himself. ]

Thank you, [ said with a small nod. And, because he's a nosy son of a bitch, the questions continue. ] Out of idle curiosity, do you have any idea approximately how long you've been with the Carnival?

[ after all, time in Faerie can be different from time back in their world. ]