He doesn't have a good argument for that, so he lets that go and focuses instead on the fact Teo doesn't join him on the couch. It's not unusual for him to sit on the floor, but that and the space between them is a far cry from where he was leaning right up against him and resting his head on his shoulder earlier. He nods to his request without thinking, then grimaces a little at the fact he pours it into his tea mug. He could have at least gotten a glass for him... oh well. It clearly doesn't bother him. But next time... if there's a next time...

"...Nothing has changed on that front. I'm still fine."

A little warm from the wine, at most. He gazes down into his glass for a moment, and when he speaks he keeps his voice neutral.

"...If I live, are you expecting anything to change between us?"