He laughed a smoky laugh at her comment, his own dark eyes roaming the surroundings and the people in them, lingering on Blues and Izzy for a moment and the humming love and music that reverberated in the air around them - before fixing on her as she spun and danced around him, the tie-dyed portion of her dress seeming to change colors as she did. Not because he was inebriated, but because it was her.
"Shit, Love, you don't need to worry about that," he said with his lop-sided half-smile, his fingers tangling in hers as he spun her around once more, before pulling her close. His gaze returned to the newlyweds, and mused on what it would mean for the Song, to have these two so bound together. He was looking forward to feeling and hearing the changes, no matter what they might bring.