[He sure the fuck is! Ichimatsu tenses and squirms slightly away from him, but he did solicit his attention this time, so it seems a little rude to go scorning him for contact, now. He only scoots far enough away that they're not right up on each other, though their knees are still touching.]

...Because I wanted to drink with you in some kind of effort to be considerate to the fact that you've been sleeping on the couch and obviously upset about something.

[This is... at least about half true.]