More interested in the hands around his own than the lesson being taught, Declan still managed a small sense of decorum, holding the chopsticks gingerly and struggling to emulate what Aoba tried to impart. Biting the inside of his lip, he considered teaching the other man to at least use the sidearm; it would give him the opportunity to hold Aoba's hands in turn - maybe even his hips...
Why was he even thing about that? Traveler preserve him.
"You did it, so it must have some significance to you. If this is how this is eaten, I should learn. Just because these places don't exist anymore doesn't make the culture any less significant," the Titan reasoned, squinting hard at the chopsticks as he strained to pick up a piece of chicken, eventually managing to get it to his mouth. The satisfaction over managing to do so was reason enough to keep trying.
"If I take you to the Crucible firing range to practice with a light weapon in a vontrolled environment where you can't possibly hit a living thing, would you consider that? If for no greater reason than learning firearm safety..."
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Why was he even thing about that? Traveler preserve him.
"You did it, so it must have some significance to you. If this is how this is eaten, I should learn. Just because these places don't exist anymore doesn't make the culture any less significant," the Titan reasoned, squinting hard at the chopsticks as he strained to pick up a piece of chicken, eventually managing to get it to his mouth. The satisfaction over managing to do so was reason enough to keep trying.
"If I take you to the Crucible firing range to practice with a light weapon in a vontrolled environment where you can't possibly hit a living thing, would you consider that? If for no greater reason than learning firearm safety..."