[There was some logic to it. He disobeyed orders to work his suit up but the suit just wanted him to fuck. That's a mighty clear-headed way of thinking about it. Aak is anything but clear-headed right now. His mind is racing and he chews idly on the edge of his finger while he thinks.]

[And the rate of chewing slows a bit as he glances back and stares at a stripping Wriothesley. It's a testament to Aak's character that, among all the obvious sexual thoughts, he still also fantasizes about strapping him down to an operating table. He wants to test...]

[... huh, what, exactly? The things that normally spring to mind are all a convoluted mess as he deals with his suit activation.]

Uh, [he rolls his legs from one side to the other,]

Gimmie one to start. Just to see what it's like! And if I don't like it, then- then I take over and do whatever I want with ya'.

[He's managed to continue the negotiation in a way that doesn't wound his pride or sound too disobedient.]