"Uh—" Sal is aware that they're literally at a Pride event and no one's going to give a shit about two guys holding hands in public, but there's still a flicker of panic in his eyes as he takes in this new situation. "Wait— I'm not—"

Okay, breathe. Sal has an a spotty track record at reading people's interest, but as far as he can tell, Noah's not giving off the vibes of a dude who wants to smash. "Your shields stop you from getting drunk? How does that work?"