He makes that low, amused sound he does, stepping in so their bodies are very nearly pressed together. For just a moment, he decides they can all meet at the mountain tomorrow. He's not used to making such firm plans, and Garrot is not the only horny old man standing in this parking lot. He could just toss his plans away, and he'd almost certainly have more fun. He opens his mouth to say exactly this.

But he can't. There's too much going on today. That brief second of throwing it all away is immediately reversed, and his parted mouth turns into an almost overworked sigh. He lets himself tip forward, settling his forehead against Garrot's chest.

"I promised Six I would watch his play. And I'm meeting with someone after that," he mutters, minding Luka's request for privacy. He'll get to have fun at the end of all this, but not with Garrot. Not yet anyway.

"Maybe tomorrow," he offers, shaking his head very slightly. "There's so much going on every day."