"Stede? No, no--I, no," Lucius answers quickly with a snort. He has trouble even wrapping his mind around the concept. First of all it was ungentlemanly behavior, so that put it right out, and second...he's not sure the idea of poison would even occur to him. Besides, where would he even get poison to put in tea--

Wait.

Hang the fuck on.

"Was that why you waited for me to finish?" Lucius asks, suddenly aghast.

Izzy had stood there while he made it because he wanted to be sure Lucius wasn't doing anything suspect? He poured him a cup--not out of the niceness of his fucking blackened little heart, but because he thought it was poisoned!? He thought Stede had poisoned it and wanted Lucius to test it first!? Yes, that makes much more sense, of course, but now he feels both incensed and like an idiot.

"Oh my god--" Lucius says and hops down from the dresser to just be furious for a moment. "--I cannot believe--you know what? Rude. Even for you."