No that's not-- yes, he likes flirting with Inigo, but this was-- he hadn't thought about it, and it had not been sincere!
Not that he doesn't find Inigo handsome (quite the opposite), but his companion had been so honest with him, and just, simply, stating things the way he saw them that Esteban's flirt feels misplaced and awkward. He said something out of line again, and though his friend is only laughing about it, it doesn't mean that he's satisfied with himself for butchering it so bad.
'Dians, Inigo, give him time to wrap his thoughts about this, just a bit, please.
"Uh--" Nice stuff? Excuse him, he doesn't recall. An occasional flirt, yes. A blundered conversation where he tries to be uplifting and somehow manages to be an absolute moron, also. But nice?
Eventually, he'll find his footing again, but it is absolutely not now, and Esteban has to lift an eyebrow as he cautiously responds.
"You're welcome?" He's not trying to be nice; he just tries his best at being as honest as he can. Sometimes it's not enough. Sometimes he says things that hurt rather than heal. Sometimes he says things simply as he sees them...
The same way Inigo just has, really.
His ease is returning, if a little slower, but it lifts the corners of his mouth in a delicate smile while he leans away, flirtiness forgotten. He stays quiet for a bit, pondering how to approach this but he suspects that being direct is just simply the best step to take. Just the same way that his companion had done.
slowly but surely commissioning more~
Not that he doesn't find Inigo handsome (quite the opposite), but his companion had been so honest with him, and just, simply, stating things the way he saw them that Esteban's flirt feels misplaced and awkward. He said something out of line again, and though his friend is only laughing about it, it doesn't mean that he's satisfied with himself for butchering it so bad.
'Dians, Inigo, give him time to wrap his thoughts about this, just a bit, please.
"Uh--" Nice stuff? Excuse him, he doesn't recall. An occasional flirt, yes. A blundered conversation where he tries to be uplifting and somehow manages to be an absolute moron, also. But nice?
Eventually, he'll find his footing again, but it is absolutely not now, and Esteban has to lift an eyebrow as he cautiously responds.
"You're welcome?" He's not trying to be nice; he just tries his best at being as honest as he can. Sometimes it's not enough. Sometimes he says things that hurt rather than heal. Sometimes he says things simply as he sees them...
The same way Inigo just has, really.
His ease is returning, if a little slower, but it lifts the corners of his mouth in a delicate smile while he leans away, flirtiness forgotten. He stays quiet for a bit, pondering how to approach this but he suspects that being direct is just simply the best step to take. Just the same way that his companion had done.