Kusakabe has his tea in hand by the time he gives in to Sei's urging to join them, silent though it was. He doesn't want to get close to Trip, he doesn't trust himself not to be a giant asshole around the man. He knows himself well enough to know that when his hackles rose, they were on full display. He is not a subtle person.
Still, he moves the chair that Trip has pulled over for him, turning it some so that he's facing the other blonde, seated a little closer to Sei's side of the table. It could easily just be construed as a familiarity thing.
"Thanks for inviting me, Sei-chan," he says quietly, starting to offer a sip of his tea. He pauses though, thinking better of it since Sei has his own drink already.
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Kusakabe has his tea in hand by the time he gives in to Sei's urging to join them, silent though it was. He doesn't want to get close to Trip, he doesn't trust himself not to be a giant asshole around the man. He knows himself well enough to know that when his hackles rose, they were on full display. He is not a subtle person.
Still, he moves the chair that Trip has pulled over for him, turning it some so that he's facing the other blonde, seated a little closer to Sei's side of the table. It could easily just be construed as a familiarity thing.
"Thanks for inviting me, Sei-chan," he says quietly, starting to offer a sip of his tea. He pauses though, thinking better of it since Sei has his own drink already.