The unexpected invasion of his personal space makes Maedhros stiffen until he forces himself to relax again. His face, once he turns to face Angel fully, is not entirely friendly and he makes a rather obvious show of putting some distance between them. He really does not like when people get that close to him without warning.

"I think you'd have better luck finding a tavern for such things," he says. Trying his best to keep his tone polite. "Places like these don't tend to serve anything to potent because it'd be bad for buisness to have a bunch of drunken individuals making a mess of things."