Hun. He didn't know Kaiba wore jewelry. Esteban observes from the doorway as his friend goes about collecting what he can, his clothes still in disarray on the floor. There's a bit of a pause before he cants his head to the side, considering. Clothes on the ground.
Hun. Transforming back is going to be... a thing. Hopefully, everyone got the memo on that one.
The little apple 'mon is quite a welcome sight, but Esteban keeps his distance just long enough for Kaiba to reassure her. He's surprisingly delicate with her, even though Esteban had already noticed that he kept a close eye on her back during the meeting? Hun. For all of his sternness... Kaiba's also never acted quite coldly either, has he? Brusque, and to the point, maybe, but not in a way that was dismissive or rude.
Oh! He got called a friend!
It's a good thing that Esteban is a dragon right now, and scales aren't so prone to showing any blush. He's very pleased to hear it himself, though he tries his best to retain much of his reaction, so not to bother the calmer man. His tail flicks a bit, curling closer, but that is the only movement he allows himself, because he... doesn't get the feeling Kaiba says it often. Or to many people for that matter.
It makes it all the more precious for him that he's considered one.
The request gets him to shift a bit, curious. He's touched already, but there seems to be something a little out of sorts; like Kaiba is struggling with something.
"Sure, I can," he offers, his voice a little hesitant. "But I don't think we'll be straying far from each other?" He would rather not at the very least. So why would Esteban be needed in that case?
"I promise I'll watch over her," he is more assured when this time, because no matter what, he wants to return the trust Kaiba is placing in him. Even if he's not entirely sure why that is necessary. "The safest little... apple..." he's not entirely sure what she is, to be honest, and Esteban scoots lower-- his neck is running forever, that is so weird!-- to sniff lightly at her.
Oh-- she definitely smells like apple pies. It makes it easy to keep track of her at the very least, when his senses are so much sharper in this form.
"I never caught what she is?" he ends up asking, nudging her lightly back towards her caretaker. And-- before they leave-- "We leave the clothes here?" he asks, just in case. "Maybe I could get them on the desk?" Would Kaiba appreciate that?
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Hun. Transforming back is going to be... a thing. Hopefully, everyone got the memo on that one.
The little apple 'mon is quite a welcome sight, but Esteban keeps his distance just long enough for Kaiba to reassure her. He's surprisingly delicate with her, even though Esteban had already noticed that he kept a close eye on her back during the meeting? Hun. For all of his sternness... Kaiba's also never acted quite coldly either, has he? Brusque, and to the point, maybe, but not in a way that was dismissive or rude.
Oh! He got called a friend!
It's a good thing that Esteban is a dragon right now, and scales aren't so prone to showing any blush. He's very pleased to hear it himself, though he tries his best to retain much of his reaction, so not to bother the calmer man. His tail flicks a bit, curling closer, but that is the only movement he allows himself, because he... doesn't get the feeling Kaiba says it often. Or to many people for that matter.
It makes it all the more precious for him that he's considered one.
The request gets him to shift a bit, curious. He's touched already, but there seems to be something a little out of sorts; like Kaiba is struggling with something.
"Sure, I can," he offers, his voice a little hesitant. "But I don't think we'll be straying far from each other?" He would rather not at the very least. So why would Esteban be needed in that case?
"I promise I'll watch over her," he is more assured when this time, because no matter what, he wants to return the trust Kaiba is placing in him. Even if he's not entirely sure why that is necessary. "The safest little... apple..." he's not entirely sure what she is, to be honest, and Esteban scoots lower-- his neck is running forever, that is so weird!-- to sniff lightly at her.
Oh-- she definitely smells like apple pies. It makes it easy to keep track of her at the very least, when his senses are so much sharper in this form.
"I never caught what she is?" he ends up asking, nudging her lightly back towards her caretaker. And-- before they leave-- "We leave the clothes here?" he asks, just in case. "Maybe I could get them on the desk?" Would Kaiba appreciate that?