It was true; he really didn't look very creepy at that moment, when he was so tipsy and floppy and rather endearing. If he could be like that all the time (well, without the tipsiness or the smell, at least), Astoria could have gotten along with him so much better.
She took a seat next to him on the same step, although she maintained a comfortable distance. "Well, it's not like I get to see you not acting creepy, so I can't say anything else, can I?" she pointed out.