He moves just far enough in to obscure them from easy sight, puts his back against a wall and his hand on her elbow. Leans back, slouched down a little so they're more of an even height.

There's a lot of things he could say there - like that he knows what she is doing, and he knows why she's telling him this, this way, right now. It wouldn't be all that productive, and inside his head or not... they know each other pretty well.

"I wasn't apologizing for it."

There's a lot in what he does choose to say, too, but also in that he uses his light hand on her to sort of nudge her forward and into him. Offer more than demand because yeah, he remembers where they are and the problem with that drink very well. Also? He remembers who he is - cuff be damned - and just plain loves her, a lot.