"What? No uh..." Then it hit him. He'd said love, the word they so carefully avoided. A slow grin spread over his lips and he might have been blushing as he ducked his head. "Well yeah... but I don't really say things I don't mean when I'm drunk. I always mean what I say. But then if I decide I don't mean it... I say that too. So yeah. Love." He started fishing his keys out of his pocket.