Slowly Tristan nodded, thinking he understood. Then again, the world had a certain... fuzziness around it that made him not one hundred percent certain he understood. He gave a quick shake of his head to the bar tender about not wanting another drink. That was one reason why he'd paid after he'd received his drink. He suspected if he did drink any more, he might not understand much of anything, and he knew enough still that he wanted to keep his wits about him.
"So if it isn't serious, if he's just really cute, and he's smart and sweet, saying you've got nice eyes isn't... overstepping and possibly making you uncomfortable." There was a slight question in his tone, because he didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable just then. And, all right, it was dark in the club, but from what he could tell with flashes of various lights and the proximity to Justin, he seemed to have nice eyes.