He tilts his head like a lost puppy, which isn't so far off. Though he certainly hadn't premeditated what had just gone down -- the plan isn't without practicality. Bored and drunk and curious certainly factor in as well, however, and slowly he slides onto the cushion next to her. Not touching, but close enough to be very easily.
"I don't, uhm..." Tony takes a breath, tries to re-center himself. This is not at all how he pictured today going, but he isn't disappointed either. Not even close, really. "If you don't want to, I won't be offended." His eyes are clear as he meets hers, hands falling to his knees as he studies her face. The last thing he wants to do is take advantage, even if he's just as drunk as she is.
"Well," he interjects before she can respond, the slightest beginnings of a smile tugging at his lips. "Maybe a little."
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Date: 2016-02-09 08:42 pm (UTC)"I don't, uhm..." Tony takes a breath, tries to re-center himself. This is not at all how he pictured today going, but he isn't disappointed either. Not even close, really. "If you don't want to, I won't be offended." His eyes are clear as he meets hers, hands falling to his knees as he studies her face. The last thing he wants to do is take advantage, even if he's just as drunk as she is.
"Well," he interjects before she can respond, the slightest beginnings of a smile tugging at his lips. "Maybe a little."