"More of your fingers than the cinnamon roll," his tone is almost casual, because if they are going to play, he's going to play. He doesn't know any other way to go about things than to try to win.
He takes another bite of his roll, still polite as ever about eating it. It's a tease of it's own-- he's tidy in all ways he wasn't last night, all straight-laced and unaffected in precisely the way he knows will get under Yuri's skin.
He knows Yuri will know, too. It's all he can do to keep his expression neutral instead of smirking and anticipatory.
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Date: 2017-06-26 01:50 pm (UTC)He takes another bite of his roll, still polite as ever about eating it. It's a tease of it's own-- he's tidy in all ways he wasn't last night, all straight-laced and unaffected in precisely the way he knows will get under Yuri's skin.
He knows Yuri will know, too. It's all he can do to keep his expression neutral instead of smirking and anticipatory.