Some small part of him feels proud that he impressed her, even with something so small. How silly and strange.

He steps a little closer and leans toward her, holding the cup to her lips. He watches the water level carefully as he tips the cup, as the last thing he wants to do is dump it on her. He allows her to take a few small sips. Staring at her lips reminds him of their kiss, and absently he wonders if that might ever happen again.