He's reluctant to let her pull away when she's drawn him in in such bittersweet familiar ways. He didn't know how much he had selfishly missed her, wanted her to be with him even though he didn't necessarily want her to be here.

"I need a bit of time to finish up here." That paste he'd been applying on the window cracks is going to dry up if he leaves it sitting too long. "Are you alright sitting there for a while?" There's even more alcohol if she's wanting to help herself but he's pretty sure she's drunk enough already. It'll be a small miracle if she doesn't end up facedown in the shower later. Not that he would mind helping her out of her clothes.