[Tom had never thought about that until now, and... maybe he kind of did. He was the least skilled fighter back home, in his opinion, yet he was usually always the first one to jump into the fray against impossibly strong enemies. Hell, even here, he's challenged Ggio twice and fought with every fiber of his being to hurt the arrancar when even on an instinctual level, he knew Ggio could crush him without breaking a sweat. Even Ggio's presence, when unrestrained, was enough to make Tom lower his head in submission...
He really didn't know how to answer that, and the best he do was hope to deflect it.]
We're not talking about eating in the sexy way anymore, are we? [He finds that he can't make eye contact with Ggio at all. He speaks in barely above a whisper.] I'd be okay with that.
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He really didn't know how to answer that, and the best he do was hope to deflect it.]
We're not talking about eating in the sexy way anymore, are we? [He finds that he can't make eye contact with Ggio at all. He speaks in barely above a whisper.] I'd be okay with that.