Fingers tapping the side of his glass, Grant thinks back to that conversation with Mar'i. She'd gotten a pie for them that night. It had been his first time to see her apartment. Wonder if she's going to start looking for a place in Philly...

Looking up at the red-headed archer, a small smile pulls at the corners of Grant's mouth. "It went really well, actually," he finally says, the smile widening. "She knew something was wrong, because... well, I'm not sure exactly how. She just knew. But it didn't change anything between us."

Another sip of beer and his gaze returns to Roy. "Getting ready for the move and everything, we haven't gotten to see much of each other, but things are going well," he adds. There's no disguising the adoration in his voice.