[Sorry: reflexive arrogance. He does get nervous. He's maybe, perhaps a little nervous about this, even, because it's not something he's navigated before, and he doesn't have the Eye to help him along, but he is confident he'll be able to figure it out. How hard can it be?
He glances down at the gentle hold on his wrist. He does like that, and he's happy to indulge in whatever sappiness Seto extends him, for what little time Seto is willing to extend such things.]
And what's up your alley?
[Some idea of what Seto wants out of this seems like a good way forward. He continues idly touching Seto while waiting on an answer, dragging his thumbs over the jut of Seto's hips and reaching behind him to spread his hands over the small of Seto's back.]
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[Sorry: reflexive arrogance. He does get nervous. He's maybe, perhaps a little nervous about this, even, because it's not something he's navigated before, and he doesn't have the Eye to help him along, but he is confident he'll be able to figure it out. How hard can it be?
He glances down at the gentle hold on his wrist. He does like that, and he's happy to indulge in whatever sappiness Seto extends him, for what little time Seto is willing to extend such things.]
And what's up your alley?
[Some idea of what Seto wants out of this seems like a good way forward. He continues idly touching Seto while waiting on an answer, dragging his thumbs over the jut of Seto's hips and reaching behind him to spread his hands over the small of Seto's back.]