[To him, Anabel's not acting out of sorts; most likely because he's factoring in the likelihood of a few drinks on her end. But her mannerisms that might seem forward even to her are going over his head. Way over his head. So over his head that Nanu would normally be uncomfortable by this point. If he knew the difference, he'd chalk it up to the exhaustion of the night. Because he doesn't, he's actually enjoying himself.]
[He shucks the dress jacket off and preemptively stops himself from going to kick off his flip-flops, because he's not wearing them. After walking back home in his bare feet, though, he at least has the forethought to wipe them on the little rug they have by the door before going further into the house.]
[The first thing he does after that, however, is make a combeeline for a chair.]
If I go upstairs now, I'm probably not coming back down.
[And when he goes up later, he's probably still not coming back down for another day. A couple days. A week. Two weeks, tops.]
[Either way, that's as much a cue as she'll get that he'd rather stay near her than go off to the comfort of being alone in his room. The same sort of cue he gives as he sits down, but conversationally keeps his eye on her. While he waits, though, he finds and releases his pokémon to do as they please, and promises Sableye a big treat for saving his ass earlier.]
you enable me
[He shucks the dress jacket off and preemptively stops himself from going to kick off his flip-flops, because he's not wearing them. After walking back home in his bare feet, though, he at least has the forethought to wipe them on the little rug they have by the door before going further into the house.]
[The first thing he does after that, however, is make a combeeline for a chair.]
If I go upstairs now, I'm probably not coming back down.
[And when he goes up later, he's probably still not coming back down for another day. A couple days. A week. Two weeks, tops.]
[Either way, that's as much a cue as she'll get that he'd rather stay near her than go off to the comfort of being alone in his room. The same sort of cue he gives as he sits down, but conversationally keeps his eye on her. While he waits, though, he finds and releases his pokémon to do as they please, and promises Sableye a big treat for saving his ass earlier.]