"Yeah," Ben answered quickly, moving to stand. It seemed like this interaction had run its course, and he certainly didn't want to sit here and keep awkwardly talking about (but not engaging in) sex with her. Her comment did help orient him a little more optimistically, however. Maybe she wouldn't be this stiff and disinterested forever; maybe it was just tonight. She had been through a lot, what with his family and the stress of dinner. Not to mention everything that had changed for her in the past few weeks, which she probably still hadn't adjusted to. Maybe things could get better.

"I get it," he said with a shrug as he stood. "Tonight was... yeah." With a quick glance at the liquor bottle he'd left on the nightstand, then back at her, he added hesitantly, "Try to... take it easy with that stuff, alright?"