Thank god he's put her off for now. Maybe if he drinks enough he'll just pass out after, and be able to claim blacking out with no memories. That was too close. The strain of this secret is beginning to tear him apart at the seams. He's let too much slip in front of Piotr already, probably ...

Refocus. Smile again. He's genuinely interested in her response too. "Ah, I've seen that area," he says, as he makes their next step a neat little twirl. "I'd always imagined it must be quite beautiful inside. How old were you?"