#ALSO OH NO SOU DONT PASS OUT. he'd be in good hands at least but once he'd wake up... scolding time

[darkenforcer]

there's a moment when yuri's almost thrown off by the reciprocated eye contact (sou's getting bolder, it seems). he ultimately breaks it off himself, though... it's giving him the heebie-jeebies...

"don't sell yourself short, i bet you know your way 'round computers better than i ever will. i'd consider that pretty damn impressive," a genuine compliment played straight (it's just the truth, after all). too bad IT skills are practically useless here...

"the hard work's only for today, promise. i actually wanna enjoy our island getaway," he reassures with a hearty pat; they'll both be deadweights sipping on coconuts soon enough! "how about i text you a list of what we need so we can divide 'n conquer, then meet back up here later? think you can handle that?"

"Pfft, you're just saying that...!" Sou's fragile clarity of mind nestles under his skin and shakes his small frame briefly. He held eye contact, brimming despite a fear of losing himself in another's gaze. It's back where they left off last time, though warmly; What use am I? "I'm pretty useless outside of computers," He states with some gentle diffidence, "I'm even pathetic with what I'm good at. I'll do my best not to be a deadweight, fuahaha...!" Sou's actions and words finally led up to acknowledgement, as skewed as it was. Sou's thoughts were rapid as energy washed over him. He strained with it, but he miraculously said nothing to protest the physical contact. It was as if he was too enraptured with his own extreme mood.