…Good to hear. I’m rather tired of getting stabbed much more than strictly necessary these days. I’m not a young man anymore.

[Likewise, he stifled his own swordplay joke for similar reasons.]

[He’s observant, and this is far from his first rodeo. He can see her looking him up and down. It’s forward for a woman, perhaps- but he’s not unused to that. And besides, he appreciates and approves of that approach. ]

As you wish.

[His eyes play on her drink for a moment. She hadn’t had much of it yet, but they were still moving apace- She clearly knew what she wanted and he admired that.

And could tell when someone was getting at something. He rests his arm behind her and sits up away from the couch as he turns more towards her. He bounces his brows as he tilts his head, beginning a lean in for a kiss.]