[He continues to smile. Of course it's alright; he offered! But, er...
He probably should've turned around. Having someone cling onto his back would've felt a bit more normal than this: the other man's thighs wrapped around his waist and, full body pressed against his, while his face remains inches away. It's a lot, even for someone who isn't shy about physical contact.
Still, he tries to play it off, his smile carrying only the slightest awkward tinge.]
So you chose the koala route! ♪
[There's that word Kabru won't recognize again.
Is this awkward and ungainly? Yep, sure is. But Kabru's demeanor helps; looks can be deceiving, of course, but he looks innocent and earnest, not at all like someone trying to take advantage of the situation. He's a newbie, so Hiyori will generously cut him slack!]
Very well! Now let's head on over this way...♪
[They couldn't move fast enough, really. Another champagne glass shatters nearby as another guest gets swept off their feet. He tries not to step on any broken glass or spilled drink as he shuffles away, ignoring the cries of surprise and dismay from other guest. Sorry, but he can't help you people! He's already helping one newbie, which means he's done his good deed for the day!
Though the good deed is still in-progress, and moving with Kabru clinging fully onto him is no small feat. He nudges against the wall for support, letting out a small grunt when someone inevitably bumps into them. He's not accustomed to carrying people, he's usually the one being carried. Yet he refuses to let go of the boy clinging tightly onto him like a child or a baby animal. One way or another, he'll get him to safety!
But of course, this is the Golden Peacock, where the staff and long-term guests all have a one-track mind. Seeing them moving like this and waist-to-pelvis, makes them assume they're leaving the party for other reasons. And so, after making it into the adjacent area, they're made a special offer: one of the staff taps Hiyori on the shoulder and beckons them over to a private little lounge with plush seating, royal blue like the rest of the casino. He doesn't need to guess what that's supposed to be used for.
His eyes dart around the room in search of alternatives. Game tables surround them, but those are all full. Across the hall, he sees the door to another lounge open, that one bustling with activity. It doesn't seem quiet. More damningly, the guests all seem to be smoking something. Given his profession, he can't afford to damage his lungs!
The lounge they're being offered has what looks like clean air. There's no one inside that he can see. The choice is obvious, and so he shuffles on over that way, where he'll attempt to maneuver them both onto the couch inside the small room.]
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He probably should've turned around. Having someone cling onto his back would've felt a bit more normal than this: the other man's thighs wrapped around his waist and, full body pressed against his, while his face remains inches away. It's a lot, even for someone who isn't shy about physical contact.
Still, he tries to play it off, his smile carrying only the slightest awkward tinge.]
So you chose the koala route! ♪
[There's that word Kabru won't recognize again.
Is this awkward and ungainly? Yep, sure is. But Kabru's demeanor helps; looks can be deceiving, of course, but he looks innocent and earnest, not at all like someone trying to take advantage of the situation. He's a newbie, so Hiyori will generously cut him slack!]
Very well! Now let's head on over this way...♪
[They couldn't move fast enough, really. Another champagne glass shatters nearby as another guest gets swept off their feet. He tries not to step on any broken glass or spilled drink as he shuffles away, ignoring the cries of surprise and dismay from other guest. Sorry, but he can't help you people! He's already helping one newbie, which means he's done his good deed for the day!
Though the good deed is still in-progress, and moving with Kabru clinging fully onto him is no small feat. He nudges against the wall for support, letting out a small grunt when someone inevitably bumps into them. He's not accustomed to carrying people, he's usually the one being carried. Yet he refuses to let go of the boy clinging tightly onto him like a child or a baby animal. One way or another, he'll get him to safety!
But of course, this is the Golden Peacock, where the staff and long-term guests all have a one-track mind. Seeing them moving like this and waist-to-pelvis, makes them assume they're leaving the party for other reasons. And so, after making it into the adjacent area, they're made a special offer: one of the staff taps Hiyori on the shoulder and beckons them over to a private little lounge with plush seating, royal blue like the rest of the casino. He doesn't need to guess what that's supposed to be used for.
His eyes dart around the room in search of alternatives. Game tables surround them, but those are all full. Across the hall, he sees the door to another lounge open, that one bustling with activity. It doesn't seem quiet. More damningly, the guests all seem to be smoking something. Given his profession, he can't afford to damage his lungs!
The lounge they're being offered has what looks like clean air. There's no one inside that he can see. The choice is obvious, and so he shuffles on over that way, where he'll attempt to maneuver them both onto the couch inside the small room.]