DP flinched back slightly, unconsciously avoiding contact as she came up next to him, his near shoulder rising in a faint, defensive cringe as his chin dropped and he shifted his weight away. He shuffled the oatcakes on the pan once, then turned and neatly flipped them onto a clean spot on the table to cool. "...I rather got the impression that I was expected to stay." He glanced at her, that crooked half smile flickering into view for a moment before vanishing again into a nervous grimace. "....but I appreciate the invitation." He looked up at her again, briefly, before focussing on the ball Snap had brought back.
He shuffled it once with his feet, then kicked it again, some of the tension in his body easing as the motion put a bit of distance between them. He smiled at her again, shyly, as he leaned against the table.