[He's right. The sex gods are not pleased with this tribute, evidently because someone exudes the warmth of... well, a king cobra. And because McGillis absolutely doesn't see this as an act of legitimate intimacy, but just another check in a box. Or a tick in his social calendar, as it were.
He glances down at his catch, with no small amount of irritation, and almost seems offended. Except it's a little half-hearted, because he might've been caught out of his element.]
Isn't this sufficient?
[And that's no joke. He really doesn't know any better, thanks to less than fortunate experiences in the past.]
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He glances down at his catch, with no small amount of irritation, and almost seems offended. Except it's a little half-hearted, because he might've been caught out of his element.]
Isn't this sufficient?
[And that's no joke. He really doesn't know any better, thanks to less than fortunate experiences in the past.]