[He took a small sip before turning her glass back to her, providing a little innocent shrug in the face of her disapproval. He could order his own, but he mostly wanted to taste it rather than drink it. Or maybe he was looking for something to share with her.]

I'll explode on my own? I didn't realize I was so combustible just sitting across from you. [He smiled at her words.] Well, would you want to draw with me anymore? Or show me your art? I assume you've progressed in your talents.