"Thank you," Ray says with a coy little smirk, never not one to eat up a little praise when and where he gets it. "You're pretty beautiful yourself."
Which feels much more obvious, almost a given, but that's no crime.
Ray reaches to take a sip of his drink, indeed feeling the liquid courage help steady him and keep him focused on the moment, but they further they get and the more his heartrate speeds up, the easier it gets-- just like riding a bicycle.
His legs slide apart, eyes watching Huaisang attentively.
"I probably can't pin you down like this," he admits, glancing briefly to his right hand, wondering if it'd be preferable for him to leave the prosthetic on or take it off. "At least not convincingly, but the rest should be no problem. I'm a champion manhandler, as far as these things go."
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Which feels much more obvious, almost a given, but that's no crime.
Ray reaches to take a sip of his drink, indeed feeling the liquid courage help steady him and keep him focused on the moment, but they further they get and the more his heartrate speeds up, the easier it gets-- just like riding a bicycle.
His legs slide apart, eyes watching Huaisang attentively.
"I probably can't pin you down like this," he admits, glancing briefly to his right hand, wondering if it'd be preferable for him to leave the prosthetic on or take it off. "At least not convincingly, but the rest should be no problem. I'm a champion manhandler, as far as these things go."