Clearly he'll have a lot of questions to answer later. It's only fair, considering he's talking about asking her a question that will most definitely fluster her, going by her reaction. It's a fantastic reaction and all he wants to do is stop and hold her but he stops himself instead. She keeps reminding him of what he used to be and that makes him miss those days more than he should.

"I'll ask very sweetly, in that case, and I'll ask sweetly again on the morrow." He shouldn't do this. But he can't stop. The press of her forehead against his shoulder, as if he's protector as well as teaser, and he can pretend he's human again.

The wine glass is grabbed with a careful lean that leaves his shoulder still in reach in case she wants to reclaim it. Anders wishes she'd reclaim it.

"But there's no point in asking now when you've had something to drink and I've grabbed another glass." He offers it out. "Though if you've had enough and you'd like to use my shoulder further, I've no objections."