[He snatches his hand out of the air before Reggie can make contact with him again. This is already more contact than he's had in a while. Not since Agatha...
Better not to go there. Not now, maybe not ever.]
Don't even think about it. You're not my type.
[Why yes, that is him still reading your mind and snottily dismissing your urge to suck face with the closest warm body.
But he will say one thing, it must take talent to be this outrageously clueless. He closes his eyes in a moment of exasperation when the boy mulls over the dangers of the champagne and drinks more of it in the same breath.]
Yes. It's poisoned. Congratulations. Now if you don't mind--
[He'd like to get out of here before he gets stabbed--or worse, loses control of himself with all of these people around him.]
no subject
Better not to go there. Not now, maybe not ever.]
Don't even think about it. You're not my type.
[Why yes, that is him still reading your mind and snottily dismissing your urge to suck face with the closest warm body.
But he will say one thing, it must take talent to be this outrageously clueless. He closes his eyes in a moment of exasperation when the boy mulls over the dangers of the champagne and drinks more of it in the same breath.]
Yes. It's poisoned. Congratulations. Now if you don't mind--
[He'd like to get out of here before he gets stabbed--or worse, loses control of himself with all of these people around him.]