Ignis gives Gladio a significant and searching look before stepping outside again. He'll be keeping an ear out for any trouble.
John looks around the room and finds himself at a loss for how he's really meant to fit in here. He's no stranger to one-night stands, but this is a little different, not to mention, most of those stands had been with women and none had been with a Sentinel. After a quick sweep of the room, cataloging the windows and other doors for exits, he sets his duffle down on a table.
There's a thunk as the shortsword and laptop inside meet the hard surface, and John winces slightly. He also has the sense to pull his gun out from the back of his waistband and set it on the table before they get started. It's not meant to be intimidating, just avoid having it digging into his back if and when they lie down.
He also pulls off his tie and undoes the top few buttons on his button down before turning back to the other man. John leans back on the table and watches him for a long moment. "Should we pick up where we left off in the clinic, then, or...?" Or talk.
They probably should talk first, but there's only a thin thread of propriety and self-restraint holding the doctor back from stepping over and rubbing himself up against Gladio like an overly friendly cat. He can hold onto it if the other man wants to, but the Bond is demanding a little less talk and a lot more action right now.
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John looks around the room and finds himself at a loss for how he's really meant to fit in here. He's no stranger to one-night stands, but this is a little different, not to mention, most of those stands had been with women and none had been with a Sentinel. After a quick sweep of the room, cataloging the windows and other doors for exits, he sets his duffle down on a table.
There's a thunk as the shortsword and laptop inside meet the hard surface, and John winces slightly. He also has the sense to pull his gun out from the back of his waistband and set it on the table before they get started. It's not meant to be intimidating, just avoid having it digging into his back if and when they lie down.
He also pulls off his tie and undoes the top few buttons on his button down before turning back to the other man. John leans back on the table and watches him for a long moment. "Should we pick up where we left off in the clinic, then, or...?" Or talk.
They probably should talk first, but there's only a thin thread of propriety and self-restraint holding the doctor back from stepping over and rubbing himself up against Gladio like an overly friendly cat. He can hold onto it if the other man wants to, but the Bond is demanding a little less talk and a lot more action right now.