Alaric startles and Anders immediately feels guilty for it, he should have warned or double checked. He waits for Alaric to relax again, seemingly more comfortable yes, but the blunder sticks and catches and he presses a firm kiss to the side of Alaric's head as his arms wrap about his shoulders a moment.

He eyes the food, any appetite waning, but willing it to scrape together again anyway. "I'm sorry, I should have asked first. About the glyph." He's quick to bury the instinct to linger on it, however, it wasn't helpful or conducive to what he was trying to do for Alaric. Anders takes a bit of fruit for himself, but offers the last bit of meat to Alaric after. "I'm not especially hungry, besides, I'm feeding you right now." Still, he takes some cheese for himself next and digs for his device.

It takes a moment to find what he's looking for, but soon enough music starts to play from the thing. Instrumental and calm and with a smoothly swaying sound to it. Likely, it was meant to be sensual and that worked fine for what he had in mind.

He pulled a bit away, but took hold of Alaric's hand to press a kiss to the knuckles. "I believe I owe you a dance, Ser Morgan."