[ Horrifying enough the guy didn't seem to understand, which meant he would have to spell it out. Letting out a breath, he tried to not pink right up from the mere thoughts colliding around in his mind. What if Tony felt disgusted by just the hint of being with him? No one usually looked twice at him, after all, and the dames were never interested in him, not even with talking. They only saw one thing - someone weak and undesirable.

Frowning from the thoughts, he grabbed for Tony's glass to refill it with water and set it back down. ]

Bein' with me. Sweet on me. It'd explain your sudden appearance here and could say you saved me from some big fella. [ A more believable story than anything else already discussed. ] If ya can't - I can help find somewhere else for you.