[ he hadn't expected her to be well-receptive of it, he hadn't even expected her to take it, but not making the offer felt wrong, somehow. at least he could say that he'd made it, and hopefully made it at least semi-clear without buffy backing him up that he wasn't an enemy and not someone to be feared. he'd leave the topic of her vampire brother for another day, if he decided to touch upon it at all. that was slayer business and he'd keep watch from the sidelines until he decided there was need for him to get involved. ]
I'll leave you to your drink. [ and then he slips off the stool and heads out the door. ]
action;
I'll leave you to your drink. [ and then he slips off the stool and heads out the door. ]