"The tea shop has some decent things, from what I hear. If you're up for it, of course. Otherwise we can always wander a bit, see what pops up," he mused, continuing in the direction of the village, wishing they had a larger selection.
Giving Marcus a curious look though at his sudden decision change, he caught the slight nervousness in his voice. "Is there something at your place you don't want me to see? I can assure you, I'm not easily put off," he informed him, feeling slightly bad something was making him... anxious. Uncomfortable. "It's your home, after all, I can promise I'm only slightly judgemental," he teased, very gently bumping his arm into the other man's.