Carlos was glad when she agreed. He stood up and offered his arm, regretting a little bit that the drink was all he had to offer to her.
"We could do something else, if you'd like. It doesn't have to be a drink. I'm just feeling like celebrating being alive today," he said with a smile.
He might tell at least some of his story, if she pressed. But for now, he was glad that she wasn't asking further. It was hard to figure out how to explain without betraying Peter's secrets and without freaking her out. After all, how many guys could brag about coming back from the dead?