[ he shakes his head, perhaps a little more quickly then he should. With her metabolism, he was fairly certain it would take more alcohol then average to get her to lose control. One more shouldn't be a an issue. ]
I'll just... have a bot bring us another. [ he gestures and a bot rolls into view, taking the order with little fuss. He downs the last of his, just to calm his nerves. ]
[ he hesitates once it's gone, leaning on his elbows and looking at Saya. ] Your cheeks are red. [ just the tiniest hint from the alcohol. It becomes her. ]