[Sabo has been in the city long enough to where he shouldn't get so easily flustered, but -- he still does on occasion. Especially around a very attractive individual who has, unfortunately, consumed some aphrodisiacs. The blond hadn't really had much of those at all, himself, but he doesn't even need them to know that the other man in the apartment with him is -- well, he's hot. So much so that the wet shirt look Sabo is currently sporting is not only embarrassing and awkward, but an inadvertent way to see if Shiro has any attraction to him at all. This thought has crossed his mind, briefly, as he tries to pat himself down with a towel in the kitchen. He shouldn't be thinking anything like that right now, honestly! He should be a decent host, giving Shiro the safe space he needs for the aphrodisiacs to wear off.]
Incite a rebellion. [A snort.] Yeah, can't do that. I wouldn't anyway, on my own. Not in a place like this. I still don't even know the entire map, where everything is -- I need to learn those things before I even considered inciting a rebellion. [He sets the damp towel to hang across the sink, and then heads out of the kitchen, plopping down on the closest chair. He sighs; not because he's upset, but because he's a little exhausted from the heat and dehydration.]
Are you doing alright? If you need anything to eat or drink, please let me know. Everything here is safe. But -- I can't really cook, not right now. [He smiles a goofy smile toward Shiro, his cheeks still a little flushed from the day's stress and hormones.]
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Date: 2019-07-02 11:45 pm (UTC)Incite a rebellion. [A snort.] Yeah, can't do that. I wouldn't anyway, on my own. Not in a place like this. I still don't even know the entire map, where everything is -- I need to learn those things before I even considered inciting a rebellion.
[He sets the damp towel to hang across the sink, and then heads out of the kitchen, plopping down on the closest chair. He sighs; not because he's upset, but because he's a little exhausted from the heat and dehydration.]
Are you doing alright? If you need anything to eat or drink, please let me know. Everything here is safe. But -- I can't really cook, not right now. [He smiles a goofy smile toward Shiro, his cheeks still a little flushed from the day's stress and hormones.]