[...Well then. How thoughtful. There's a light snort to acknowledge Tristan's consideration, but truth be told, it isn't too far off from reality. Not that he'd jaywalk again, but seeing as his obedient inclinations are relatively weak, running into trouble so quickly after this really isn't all that far-fetched. The thing is, he isn't quite prepared for Tristan to take him up on that offer so fast and there's a muffled gasp lost somewhere inbetween a few broken syllables.]

Uh... I'm home, but... [It's a mild sense of panic that grips him, and it's kind of ridiculous considering he's got nothing to be nervous about. Aside from the mess in his room and the ever-grating presence of his roommate on the other side of his door, anyway. Besides...] ...I haven't got coffee here. Nothing to make something you'd like anyway. I could... uh, meet you at the coffee shop? [Or something.]