[ You go your whole life not bothering to wear clothing with buttons (though he was a fan of toolbelts, so he was at least used to buckles), and suddenly you're placed into a fancy shirt with buttons and asked to keep it nice on top of taking it off in order to fuck strangers? Seems kind of unintuitive to Broca, but most of the sex he's had has been of the wham bam thank you, ma'am variety, where savoring and taking things slow hadn't been a considered part of the process.
So when he's lightly chastised for it, Broca's looking at Wriothesley like the man has grown a second head. What's all this about savoring and enjoying the process of stripping? He'll at least slow down, even if his expression still suggests he doesn't much see the point, and it's quickly becoming clear that while Broca has had sex, his experience might be in a pretty limited scope.
Though as he helps Wriothesley shrug him out of his jacket, he grunts as he considers the second point. ]
Guess someone will probably want them back.
[ It's not like he paid for these fancy things for one night of partying. After all, he didn't show up with any of his money on him. ]
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So when he's lightly chastised for it, Broca's looking at Wriothesley like the man has grown a second head. What's all this about savoring and enjoying the process of stripping? He'll at least slow down, even if his expression still suggests he doesn't much see the point, and it's quickly becoming clear that while Broca has had sex, his experience might be in a pretty limited scope.
Though as he helps Wriothesley shrug him out of his jacket, he grunts as he considers the second point. ]
Guess someone will probably want them back.
[ It's not like he paid for these fancy things for one night of partying. After all, he didn't show up with any of his money on him. ]