[Manabu's face reddens at the prodding, more easily bothered when he's naked, apparently. the flutter of arousal is getting swapped out for self-consciousness - a more familiar fit, but not great.]

Y-yeah, well...I annoy a lot of my friends and coworkers, so...so that's not strange, I guess. [what's strange is fucking one of them madly like he just did.

gosh.

he withdraws his arms entirely, getting a glimpse of the mess between them (mostly on Grey, holy crap), looking around himself.]

We should--should actually wash up...properly, I mean...