While Benedict is a little hungry right now, the food at the party does not appeal to him. Mostly because it comes with the party attached, and he really doesn't want to have to deal with that right now.

He huffs quietly and turns his head to watch where they're doing, but his arm does tighten slightly, squeezing her hand between his elbow and his side.

"Who might possibly have caught my eye when the only woman I've been watching all evening has been you?"