[frankly, sizhui isn't too bothered by the nudity either, not usually, but being somewhere with a bunch of strangers doesn't make for a very comforting first experience. he is, however, far more embarrassed about being affected by aphrodisiac shampoo and rushing around in an attempt to find cover, so they both have that going for them.
sure, continuing to ignore it like nothing's happening is always an option, one he would prefer not having to do, though he's becoming less and less controlled with each passing second; the soap and broca's natural scent will probably drive him crazy before they actually find what it is they're looking for.
this is why it's a huge relief when the other man makes the suggestion he does. it has sizhui's eyes widening at first, his mouth popping open in a soft ah! like this is the most genius idea broca could've had, then he's quick to snap his teeth back together, his attention downcasting as he considers their options. well. they could either continue their fruitless search for towels or maybe, just maybe, having a quickie in the bathroom might be the exact thing they need to fix the problem.
he swallows hard, licks his lips, rolls them together then breathes a sigh.] It might. I didn't want that to have to be the case, but... it could also be our only option.
[sparing a glance around them, his brow creases, one hand lifts to contemplatively tap his chin while the opposite arm tucks across his midsection. there are a couple of things they'll need to do first, and sizhui doesn't want to do anything right here in front of the gods and everyone, so perhaps . . .
there is a bench tucked away in a slightly darkened corner they could possibly use?
confidence somewhat renewed, he turns fully and moves toward broca, leaving just an arms-length between them which he wastes no time filling by reaching out to grasp the hand he's not holding his makeshift robe-towel with.] Come, [is all he says, a determined glint in his eyes as he begins leading them off the path they were headed.]
also: bless broca for making the offer first tbqh
sure, continuing to ignore it like nothing's happening is always an option, one he would prefer not having to do, though he's becoming less and less controlled with each passing second; the soap and broca's natural scent will probably drive him crazy before they actually find what it is they're looking for.
this is why it's a huge relief when the other man makes the suggestion he does. it has sizhui's eyes widening at first, his mouth popping open in a soft ah! like this is the most genius idea broca could've had, then he's quick to snap his teeth back together, his attention downcasting as he considers their options. well. they could either continue their fruitless search for towels or maybe, just maybe, having a quickie in the bathroom might be the exact thing they need to fix the problem.
he swallows hard, licks his lips, rolls them together then breathes a sigh.] It might. I didn't want that to have to be the case, but... it could also be our only option.
[sparing a glance around them, his brow creases, one hand lifts to contemplatively tap his chin while the opposite arm tucks across his midsection. there are a couple of things they'll need to do first, and sizhui doesn't want to do anything right here in front of the gods and everyone, so perhaps . . .
there is a bench tucked away in a slightly darkened corner they could possibly use?
confidence somewhat renewed, he turns fully and moves toward broca, leaving just an arms-length between them which he wastes no time filling by reaching out to grasp the hand he's not holding his makeshift robe-towel with.] Come, [is all he says, a determined glint in his eyes as he begins leading them off the path they were headed.]