Hm? [Whelk's still only half there for a moment, pouring a drink for Kunimi after the one he'd poured for himself. When he turns back to hand it to him, he tries to force himself to be more present.

[Just think about Kunimi - Kunimi Akira, he tells himself, and he takes a moment to look at the man in front of him. Pretty, a bit self-conscious looking. He's turned his phone over. That adorably large hoodie is still intent on swallowing him up.

[Kunimi Akira, Barrington Whelk, no one else. Whelk's lips are just barely the ghost of a smile.]

I think you want me to know more about you. [The feeling of slightly tense teasing between the two men is becoming more and more familiar. It's easier to focus on than any actual emotion - though, that statement is becoming less and less true the more Kunimi is around.

[Whelk finds that--]

And I'd like to. Truly.

[All at once, Whelk feels as if he'd like to know everything about him. Simultaneously, he begins grandly craving a cigarette. So he stands with his drink and reaches down for Kunimi's free hand.]

Step outside with me a minute. Let's continue there.