No, no. Not at all. I would literally never live it down.

[ He grins ear to ear, always happy to slip in a ridiculous joke. And when she agrees to accompany him, he totally lights up. He’s done this song and dance enough to know that he never actually moves anyone. Nothing’s going to change. She’ll humor him for a time and tomorrow, things will go back to the way they were, but for now, that’s enough for him.

So he folds into one of his trademark bows and offers her his arm. He knows better than to take her anywhere too overwhelming, and he still cares about her and the state of her mind, so he quickly sorts through locations in his head. ]

Tell you what--how about you just do the honor of walking with me for awhile? Catch me up on your shit, I'll catch you up on mine.