That....wasn't an expected response to their usual good natured teasing, and the Corinthian's grin quickly faded as well, replaced with confusion. Did he say something....

There was a pause, brief but tense, and then he swore, quietly, grabbed his jacket off the armrest and stood. He shouldn't have said that. He didn't know why he said it. He had kept his feelings to himself very well before, why was he now--

"Thanks for dinner." The leather was shrugged on in one quick motion as he headed for the door, not looking up. "I'll talk to you later."