[ being a 'rival' is still a foreign concept, simply because he didn't quite understand the dynamic mort is seeking. often confused (seduced) with the allure behind his voice, soft features, and well-spoken words— in contrast to his desire to have someone he could test his own strength with. the sorcerer tends to brush it off as someone seeking a sparring partner, but it never settled well in the back of his mind. there's something more to it that should have kept him a bit wary of such bold intents, yet yuuji is keen on dismissing it. because ... pretty dragon ♥

for a second, there's ecstasy— heart pounding in his chest, face burning up in anticipation of what might happen between the walls of an opulent hub and in the company of tenko-hime's new lil fox. could it be? it must be!

and subsequently ... he is presented with a drink.

yuuji ends up staring, tilting his head from one side and then to the other— slow blink. silence follows before he gasped a soft 'oh!', lips curling up shortly. ] Well, this stubborn man favors a delicious apple juice ... but I will not deny your kind request. Thank you!

[ sure, he had a drink before, but it didn't mean he knew the variation in strength and flavor; vodka might be too strong, but this is someone who is used to eating the raw flesh of a cursed spirit. so, he can handle this. as he waits to be served, yuuji relaxed against his seat, eyeing his companion for a second before daring to drop a serious question- ... breaking character for now because this is important. ]

How comfortable are you with physical intimacy with complete strangers?

[ he knows how that sounds, and he's quick to gesture to mort that he's not making a move at him; chuckling a bit. ]

I know we're fooling around right now, but some people might expect you to ... do stuff? Are you okay with that?