[She really hadn't expected him to say yes, had she? Amused, he leans back in his seat, folding his arms across his chest as he looks her over, the runes before him momentarily forgotten.]

I'd have gone to get a drink anyway; better to do it in good company, in my opinion.

[He has to admit, she has him curious, and curious company is often the best kind.]

Why, having second thoughts, darling? I don't bite.

[Well, usually.]