[ even as he leans to take his drink again, klavier's gaze is mostly settled on apollo, following his hands over the hem of his shirt and over the stalks of his hair. he's frowning again, obviously disconcerted by the answer he's given, but that doesn't mean he'll miss out on any view of apollo he can get. ]

You can't really be expecting me to wait a full day for nothing to change. [ that's like agony!! ] You've made me consider, Herr Justice... What exactly is your opinion of me?

[ romantically, of course, since it's kind of a bummer that apollo doesn't seem to be as desperate for him as he feels for apollo. ]