[The look is met with a benign, soft smile and Ryuzaki's glinting eyes. They go to Cesar's lips as the other man drinks the shot more slowly, undoubtedly feeling its burn more acutely. It's cheap stuff, certainly not for sipping. That alone is enough to make someone sick.

He holds up a hand, as if about to proclaim scout's honor.]

I could push you down, or I could pull you up to go somewhere better. It's up to you. What are we doing, Cesar? Something we've never done before?

[He reaches into his coat, pulling a condom out, biting the corner of the package and letting it hang over his lower lip.]