[ Rook's gaze follows Nick's hands intently, and then there's a distinct moment when it registers what he's signed.
Oh. Oh.
Warmth floods his face to the tips of his ears. He's surprised, maybe, that Nick is so forward- though he reminds himself a moment later that he'd bought the man a drink and invited him to stay in his home. The offer of a room had been meant innocently. The drink... maybe a little less so, but he was fine with whatever tonight's outcome.
He grins, once he gets his wits together, and manages to sign in return: I wouldn't mind the help. ]
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Oh. Oh.
Warmth floods his face to the tips of his ears. He's surprised, maybe, that Nick is so forward- though he reminds himself a moment later that he'd bought the man a drink and invited him to stay in his home. The offer of a room had been meant innocently. The drink... maybe a little less so, but he was fine with whatever tonight's outcome.
He grins, once he gets his wits together, and manages to sign in return: I wouldn't mind the help. ]