[That first stumble over her words has him just a little worried but he waits it out, he did sort of pop the question suddenly. All the further tripping has him chuckling a little.]
Look, it's alright, I asked at a weird time...
[Sam. She said yes you dummy. He stops himself from apologizing to slowly take her hand and give it a little reassuring squeeze. Though he is sort of trying to decipher all this sudden marriage talk.] No, no it's... nothin' like that.
[Only he kind of was really attracted to her and wouldn't mind a band with her of some kind, but that wasn't his angle. He tries to catch her eyes with his own deep blues, a small, lop-sided sort of Han Solo smile on his face.]
I really like you Buffy an' I want t'be able t'get t'know you better.
[Know YOU because there's more to her than the whole slayer thing.]