[ He can kind of sense her tenseness, and it makes him feel bad, honestly. He knows he's the cause of it, and it kind of makes him want to slink away and leave her be. But of course, at the same time, he doesn't want to leave. ]

No.

[ He shakes his head and glances down at the contact information as his MID receives it. Making a note of it, planning to contact the guy sometime soon, he looks back across the table at Tex. ]

...It's getting late. I don't want to keep you here longer than I already have... [ yes he does ] Maybe we should call it a night.