Long fingers wrapped around the glass that was meant for him, holding onto it as if it was just giving his fingers something to do. It was cold, like he was used to, but he was sure that if he took a sip, it would be completely different from what he was used to. Probably close to when his mentor had added a few drops of his own blood to his drink.
Of course, the almost settled mode he had gained for a moment disappeared in a puff of smoke, even if he didn't quite show it. More blushing if he could? Oh yes. It showed in the way his fingers tightened on the glass before they loosened. Surprise. He'd been told he was a pretty face, but never quite attractive or charming. Why did it get to him like this? He'd always figured his personality an annoyance.
"I-I.. Thank you." Again, he was left mostly speechless for a moment, but it wasn't like that wasn't a common occurrence. He should probably return the compliment, right? "You - too." He finished lamely, escaping from having to say anything for the moment by taking a sip of his drink. The flavor swirled on his tongue and almost completely distracted him. "I mean that you're handsome." There he went.