[sure...compared to...all that bloodletting in that lab...

Manabu feels a little queasy at that, blinking owlishly up at Grey. it's hard to know what the "right" way to think or feel is - no guidebook about this to cite or refute, you know? and with Grey getting closer, he can feel his skin starting to prickle, both drawn to and intimidated by him.

why is it always the tall, dangerous guys...?

he hesitates, then straightens up a bit, his tail in one hand his other at the waistband of his boxers.]

I know it's stupid to say...I won't let it happen again, but...since I'm relying on you here, I'm pretty sure the odds are stacked...