( Yeah, he's... very aware of how strange it probably seems from the outside. It'd been on the tip of his tongue to remark about it, but he'd swallowed it down before it escaped.

He passes his free hand back and forth across his mouth absently. )

The idea occurred to me.

( Admittedly, though until now he hadn't run into anybody he'd consider testing with.

There's a clear handful of seconds where he debates the offer. )

Raincheck. If you're still willing, later on. I like to give out my weird in digestible bite-sized pieces.

( Some humor injected to lighten the general mood. He's serious, though — and he won't put this into words, but he's not entirely confident he could hold himself together during something like that, much less the meal they're about to eat.

As far as first impressions go, he'd like to let this be the ground floor and not descend any lower to puking in front of her. )