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[ It would undoubtedly be a short conversation. The words would barely leave Adrien's mouth before either Gliese or Mothership punted him for wasting their time.

Shaking his head, the doctor looked down at his soda water, addressing the lime gravely. ]

This is why I don't do small talk. It involves utterly ridiculous topics.

[ Picking up the wedge, he considered it a moment before sticking one end in his mouth to suck on. ]

[ Jack doesn't really make any attempt to mask the fact that he watches Adrien's lips as he sucks on the lime. lbr, they both know they're attracted to each other, and they both know they're refraining out of respect of friendship and working relationship.

Doesn't mean Jack can't enjoy the sight. ]

'Small talk' general constitutes 'nice weather we're having' and 'have you seen the new exhibit at the local art gallery'. [ He twirls the bottom edge of his drink a little on the counter, eyebrows raised. ] I don't generally offer tiaras to strangers in conversation just for the sake of filling silence.

[ Usually Adrien would at least be slightly discreet about matters. Down on Ajna at least, he would maintain discretion for the reasons why, while attracted to one another, they refrained. However, up here ship side and on the heels of a rather brutal mission, things were allowed to be a bit more lax.

Or maybe he just wanted a little bit of his own back for that damn lollipop comment, which had proved more than a little distracting!

Either way, aware he had an audience, Adrien was neither shy nor retiring about putting on a show. Working the rind between his lips, he curled his tongue around the fruit, deftly sucking the pulp with a subtle noise that was the wrong side of lewd. It was not entirely neat, a little bit of pulp juice leaking at the corner of his mouth, which Adrien swept away with his index finger. ]

Why not? I've certainly heard worse come ons.

[ The question was asked in a polite, conversational tone. The way he proceeded to slide his index finger between his lips to suck the juice off the tip as he waited for Jack's response ... not quite as polite. ]

[ right, sorry-not-sorry about that - the lollipop comment. on top of the mission and ship side seeming more lax, jack's also had a couple other drinks before adrien showed up, and he's feeling a little light and bubbly now.

And, wow, that whole lemon seen is completely lewd and unfair, and Jack's slowly arching brows is saying that enough. About halfway through the display, Jack's teeth tug at his lower lip, with the want to lurch forward and taste citrus on his friend's lips.

But he knows - there's a line there. This is play, doesn't matter, just being a shit for being a shit's sake. But to move it past that is something neither of them want. Instead, he just chuckles lightly, shaking his head. ] Dick.

[ but about the actual question - ] Because I don't like people.

[ he knows Adrien understands that. That, and, Jack typically didn't need much on the way of flirting or convincing aside from a starter to express interest, given he is A, pretty B, royalty and C, looks at people like he already knows how they look in their underwear. ]

[ There is no mistaking where the 'Dick' comment comes from and were Adrien given to such displays of emotion as laughing, he would have just then. The amusement sparks in his eyes, much as it had down in the med bay but he quickly shutters them by glancing around the bar and back at Jack. ]

Yet you're sitting in a bar full of ... people.

[ Which actually brings up a point and the doctor makes a face. ]

For that matter, I'm sitting in a bar full of people.

[ To be fair, he was sitting at a bar buying his ~~friend~~ ex-lieutenant a much needed drink. But it was still a bar full of people, on the heels of a long day of people and in that moment Adrien felt his skin starting to crawl.

Sliding off the stool, he dropped a couple of credits (enough for Jack to have another round or the tender to have a healthy tip) on the bar top and proceeded to pick up his glass of soda water. ]

I'm out of here.

[ Complete with glass. The words were spoken in such a tone that there was an unspoken invitation, if Jack wanted to grab his drink to go as well but it could also be easily ignored with no expectations. ]

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