[He almost feels a little bad for requesting this of him, but in that same vein... Well, Scott is just one of those people who'll do anything to help others it seems. Feels very demonic of him to take advantage of that, and he's not sure he really should feel a little pleased about it, but here he is, he supposes.

Kazuya moves, settling into the beach chair only slightly across from him, keeping his gaze respectfully upwards, and not at all paying any attention to what Scott's hand is doing out of the corner of his eye.]

No, I've definitely been affected. I won't lie about that. I've been drugged plenty of times here already. [But other than the annoyance about it, he's come to terms with it, doesn't really mind it so much anymore so long as he knows what it is he's getting into and can make a plan of action to deal with it.

He opens his mouth to continue, but gets cut off when Scott asks him if he wants to do anything particular with him, that he wasn't able to before. He seems mildly surprised for it.]

... Is that the normal you asking, or the you currently affected by the food and has his hand down his swim trunks?

[There's a distinction there! A small one.]