Beau was touching his arm! Scor was thankfully able to laugh as Beau joked, feeling himself relax. "You're easy to talk to," he said relieved. "I understand, most people tell me how I'm nothing like my father when they meet me," he said this with a roll of his eyes. He hated nothing more than hearing how like or not like his father he was.
"You wouldn't be interested in like..." he said with a nod of his head towards the crowd, away from the bar. "Dancing a bit more, then maybe getting out of here? There's this spot that looks out over the coast that's not far from here. We can apparate and some warming charms make it breathtaking," he breathed softly.