[Geordi can almost see Data's hears turning, eliminating more mundane reasons to offer a hot drink and arriving quickly at the obvious conclusion.] No problem.
Mind some company for a while? With everything that's happened, we haven't had a chance to talk. [This time, he'll skip subtleties in favor of putting a fine point on it. The time he came hanging around Data's quarters after his mother's disappearance springs fondly to mind. A more explicit track here can't hurt, even if Data's grown a lot since then. Enough to have a romantic relationship, and to understand that losing Seven is going to be incredibly hard.]
[If only intellectual understanding were enough. Part of Geordi does indeed want to spare Data the pain of grief but that simply wouldn't be right.]