He makes an immediate sound of relief, shoulders dropping some tension. Just in case his many trips to the infirmary weren't telling enough for the kind of month he's been having.

Though it does leave him looking curious, then quickly surprised in succession. Following that is the upward tug of a small lop-sided grin.

"Yes! Yes. That- that would be fantastic! Dios, I'd love a drink. Do you drink? I mean, you're asking me so you probably do but you never know with these things and--" He catches himself rambling, cuts himself off, then heaves a breath. "That would be really nice, yes. Any time? Now? I'd just need to drop this stuff off by my room but that wouldn't take long."