[Upon being freed from what can only be described as dick asphyxiation, Simon rises from the ground, gasping for air. A hand shoots up, darting over his all-too-pale chest, as he pants and "composes" himself, completely unaware that he has now been exposed, irrevocably and irreparably. The way he's breathing, you would think his lanky body had been dragged out of a river and he'd only just come to.]
You... You saved me. I... Ah...
[He tilts his head downwards, blond, raggedy locks tumbling over his bare shoulders. Simon's gaze is met with the pathetic sight of his own manhood, which is debatably the most pathetic part of him, save for his deplorable nature. The Apex's second-in-command may measure his muscle mass in weekly increments, hoping each time for a detectable change in progress, but this? This he does not make a habit of looking at, not when it isn't absolutely necessary and getting in the way.
So, he shrieks. Chihiro's poor, sweet little ears.]
Gah! D-DON'T LOOK AT ME.
[Or it, for that matter.
Simon has bared his soul to Grace many times, perhaps one too many times, but never in his life has he been utterly nude in front of anyone, except when his mother bathed him as an infant. She had to put oatmeal in the bath... His skin has always been delicate. Thank goodness that the sun on the Infinity Train is primarily artificial...]
I'll just put my pants on, [this is said with all the indignance of a child who has spilled his own ice cream on his shirt] and meet you outside.
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Date: 2022-01-04 08:21 am (UTC)You... You saved me. I... Ah...
[He tilts his head downwards, blond, raggedy locks tumbling over his bare shoulders. Simon's gaze is met with the pathetic sight of his own manhood, which is debatably the most pathetic part of him, save for his deplorable nature. The Apex's second-in-command may measure his muscle mass in weekly increments, hoping each time for a detectable change in progress, but this? This he does not make a habit of looking at, not when it isn't absolutely necessary and getting in the way.
So, he shrieks. Chihiro's poor, sweet little ears.]
Gah! D-DON'T LOOK AT ME.
[Or it, for that matter.
Simon has bared his soul to Grace many times, perhaps one too many times, but never in his life has he been utterly nude in front of anyone, except when his mother bathed him as an infant. She had to put oatmeal in the bath... His skin has always been delicate. Thank goodness that the sun on the Infinity Train is primarily artificial...]
I'll just put my pants on, [this is said with all the indignance of a child who has spilled his own ice cream on his shirt] and meet you outside.
Um. I, am, um... Hngh... Forever in your debt.