[Smiling, he clinks his glass against hers, eyes meeting hers above it, warm and intimate, as he drinks. Focussing on his present, very attractive, company instead of allowing himself to wallow in the memories of those he's lost. He's definitely enjoying this meeting more than their first too. There was of course a kind of savage pleasure to baiting her, especially considering the day he'd been having, but frankly? Flirting is much more fun.
He grins at the sweep of her gaze that takes in his clothes.] I take it you appove better of this outfit, then?