His mouth is a thin, furious line, eyes flashing with anger and confusion. He's definitely a bit more sober now though.

'Seein' as you've needed me to rescue your bony arse more than once in the past few months, excuse me if I don' automatically assume tha' you're alright. If you reckon you can take care of yourself, you've got a bloody funny way of showin' it.'

He takes a step back and lets her retrieve the keys herself.

'But seein' as I'm so unnecessary 'ere, I think I will jus' go back down to that bird. She migh' be cheap but at leas she isn'...'

He trails off, unsure of how to finish that. It doesn't matter. He turns away, cursing himself for even bothering to try.