There was a beat, and then - apparently entirely unaffected. He knew what he was, his comment made that clear, but. Ishmael's smile twitched a little wider. Perfect, then.
"Is that so?" He said, finding the phrasing of Kieran's words quite diverting. "Well," he added, casually toeing the line between teasing and flirting (not what he'd intended, but sometimes it was hard to resist), "hopefully I don't seem a disappointment."
He caught his fingers idly dancing across the tabletop, and reminded himself that he didn't have all night to play with his food. He liked Kieran, though. Kieran seemed easygoing. Fun. "Actually," Ishmael murmured, his words still relaxed, but his tone lowering a little to voice his proposition. "I thought we might be able to help each other out."
"Is that so?" He said, finding the phrasing of Kieran's words quite diverting. "Well," he added, casually toeing the line between teasing and flirting (not what he'd intended, but sometimes it was hard to resist), "hopefully I don't seem a disappointment."
He caught his fingers idly dancing across the tabletop, and reminded himself that he didn't have all night to play with his food. He liked Kieran, though. Kieran seemed easygoing. Fun. "Actually," Ishmael murmured, his words still relaxed, but his tone lowering a little to voice his proposition. "I thought we might be able to help each other out."
