[Their limited experience one way or another means they just sort of have to fumble their way around things. Aak glances up at Broca's face again, assessing,]

I mean, you've got kinda the "girls want him to ravish them" thing. Like, no nonsense?

[Aak doesn't say any of these things with malice. He knows he's just throwing out random judgement. And, anyways, a judgment based on just appearance was bound to be wrong anyways.]

I also wouldn't have guessed you'd be a softie and finish me first. [he pats a hand against Broca's pecs again, this time with a teasing fondness to it. He leans against the other's body with a bit more comfort,]

So we're learning lots about each other, huh!