Pony noticed the way she was looking at him. He wasn't an idiot, and the fingers on his skin only verified it.

"Ah.. Gin... I think.. yer getting a wee bit.." he immediately cleared his throat as his Irish was starting to show. "I mean. You must be tired. You should rest." He continued to take her to her room and only looked back down at her when he was holding her over his bed. "Sorry I'm in your bedroom. But you'll get some good sleep. Alright?" He said quietly as he leaned down to gently place her.