[ It's not in Fuuta's nature to think before he speaks, and so he really does almost just blurt out what the kink in question is. But some tiny shred of self-preservation has him looking over at the director when he sees that movement. The universal gesture of 'I'll fucking kill you.'
He promptly freezes, visible eye wide as he stares at the guy, words vanishing off the tip of his tongue as the thought crosses his mind -- 'is there a chance this guy might beat the shit out of me for talking?' He had been awfully tenacious about wanting someone to act out his dumb script. But -- his gaze flickers back to Minato. Ugh. Ugh. This guy looks so ... he looks like he'd go along with whatever it is the director wants. Look at that stupid look on his face. He looks so gullible. So.
So ... ]
-- l-look! Look at him! [ He barks this at Minato, while pointing even more firmly at the director, though he's clearly flustered about how this whole encounter is going. ] You see that? He's trying to hide it, too! He's trying to drag you into this while keeping his nasty shit secret! That's fucked up, that's a ... a violation of consent! You really wanna work with a guy like that? Come on!
sorry minato he's just projecting on you a lil ...
[ It's not in Fuuta's nature to think before he speaks, and so he really does almost just blurt out what the kink in question is. But some tiny shred of self-preservation has him looking over at the director when he sees that movement. The universal gesture of 'I'll fucking kill you.'
He promptly freezes, visible eye wide as he stares at the guy, words vanishing off the tip of his tongue as the thought crosses his mind -- 'is there a chance this guy might beat the shit out of me for talking?' He had been awfully tenacious about wanting someone to act out his dumb script. But -- his gaze flickers back to Minato. Ugh. Ugh. This guy looks so ... he looks like he'd go along with whatever it is the director wants. Look at that stupid look on his face. He looks so gullible. So.
So ... ]
-- l-look! Look at him! [ He barks this at Minato, while pointing even more firmly at the director, though he's clearly flustered about how this whole encounter is going. ] You see that? He's trying to hide it, too! He's trying to drag you into this while keeping his nasty shit secret! That's fucked up, that's a ... a violation of consent! You really wanna work with a guy like that? Come on!