Sawyer yelps in surprise when the other grabs his waist and he bites his lip as he's brought to the table. He continues chewing on his lip a bit as he sits down, itching to clean up the rest of the mess he'd made but he stays in his seat, fidgeting a bit.

"Mm," he smiles a little at being thanked. It's a strange thing... and the other's smile makes his heart skip a beat.

"I'll go to the bar with you," Sawyer says and there's a tinge of hesitancy but he's trying to trust Bishop. He'll have to meet the others at some point anyway.