[One beat, two... and then Yoshitsugu is at Takatora's side, laying down in one swift movement and pulling the other man in so their faces are barely an inch apart (hand remaining in Takatora's clothing after). Yoshitsugu's tone takes on an ominous, dark note as he pulls down his facecloth with his free hand.]
Are you telling me you are not up to this after all?
[But that flower's effects mean his small smile is still present, and it's genuine, somewhat ruining the menacing approach. Yoshitsugu is a mysterious tease with an unusual outlook to life, and hard to read, but he's also still a human man. Some things are impossible to resist (especially with the helping hand of nature's bountiful flora).]
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Are you telling me you are not up to this after all?
[But that flower's effects mean his small smile is still present, and it's genuine, somewhat ruining the menacing approach. Yoshitsugu is a mysterious tease with an unusual outlook to life, and hard to read, but he's also still a human man. Some things are impossible to resist (especially with the helping hand of nature's bountiful flora).]
It's too late to back down.