He kind of gets shy by her offer and her words... he feels confortable around her by now, so he just sits down...
"Uh, alright... sorry. So you were an ex Privateer huh? I have heard stories, not too much though. You are bretonian then right? may I know your name?"
His coffee is showing steam as he keeps sipping from it, he keeps his sight off her eyes, and always looking down... specially at the coffee.
