Keys nearly says something about her crawling all over him not sound so bad, but he manages to bite it back at the last moment. Of course, she's gorgeous, and it's been a while since he was with anyone, but she's also pretty much the only thing he has approaching a friend here, and he is not about to fuck that up.

"Talking is good," he says, tilting his head, smiling a little when she basically uses him as a table; something about it makes him feel settled and comfortable, somehow. "But I did bring my glasses in case of movies or whatever."