[ Hei is faintly irritated by how the conversation is devolving to sex with every shot. Isn't that always the case? So tedious and predictable. Still, he matches tick-for-tick -- a tipsy-loose air and pink flags on his cheeks, like the lightweight 'Li' is meant to be. ]
Um, ye-es. Really. [ Uncomfortably, he shifts on his pillow, nixing Pavel's question with a shrug, as if it's code for, Yeah Bro, but it was so-so (or more likely Shush, you'll get details away from, ahem, mixed company). When Lucy starts 'demonstrating,' however, his face cycles through fifty shades of red. Spontaneous combustion in 3 ... 2 ... 1. Dropping his gaze, he stammers, ] Th-that -- certainly clears things up. [ He refrains from taking a drink -- Hei's done straight vodka shots, but naturally 'Li' hasn't. To Korra, he extends a pretend-petrified smile and his candy-roll. ] The terms are all, um, Americanisms. I'm sure your world has its own share of euphemisms. [ Or bending puns, fufufu. ]
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Um, ye-es. Really. [ Uncomfortably, he shifts on his pillow, nixing Pavel's question with a shrug, as if it's code for, Yeah Bro, but it was so-so (or more likely Shush, you'll get details away from, ahem, mixed company). When Lucy starts 'demonstrating,' however, his face cycles through fifty shades of red. Spontaneous combustion in 3 ... 2 ... 1. Dropping his gaze, he stammers, ] Th-that -- certainly clears things up. [ He refrains from taking a drink -- Hei's done straight vodka shots, but naturally 'Li' hasn't. To Korra, he extends a pretend-petrified smile and his candy-roll. ] The terms are all, um, Americanisms. I'm sure your world has its own share of euphemisms. [ Or bending puns, fufufu. ]