[Oh.... oohh! He can see that she's getting worried, getting worked up about something or another, maybe it really was his wording, how serious he was seeming, but he really can't help it right now. He can feel it, the full effects of the liquor hitting him... Maybe he should have taken it more easy, he did have quite a few drinks before even coming over here.

Ah, she really will have to take care of him, he hasn't been like this in a while, this drunk, really.]

No no.... more like I think you'll uh, keel over in shock.

[Probably, something like that. He grins at the thought, and then just moves closer to her, parting her knees so he can move right between her legs, his body as close to her as possible even though he's on his knees and she's sitting on the bed. Even so-...]

I really can't deny it, there's.... just no way. Ange, I love you, I've loved you for a long time.

[and he was being serious, being drunk just made him more honest..]