[He gives another cough, and heaves out a sigh. His pride bruises from surrendering to this man, but... ultimately, he just wants to leave as quickly as possible. And that means conceding.
He offers a palm for the water bottle, making the gesture gentle and non-demanding. He isn't going to offer pleasantries— he doesn't think it's necessary to compromise his pride that much— but at least he can do this. Just be a little less... outwardly hostile and abrasive.]
You.
[Yeah, Yuuri, you're not being very subtle over there. He looks over.]
no subject
He offers a palm for the water bottle, making the gesture gentle and non-demanding. He isn't going to offer pleasantries— he doesn't think it's necessary to compromise his pride that much— but at least he can do this. Just be a little less... outwardly hostile and abrasive.]
You.
[Yeah, Yuuri, you're not being very subtle over there. He looks over.]
Have you seen any young native children?