"Thirsty?" He echoed, trying not to smile. It wasn't the word he would've used, but now that she mentioned it, it wasn't far off from the feeling stirring in his gut.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," he observed, hands flexing at his sides. He didn't touch her. Not yet. He told himself it was for the purpose of teasing her, but he knew, deep down, that he was waiting for permission.