But you can tell me anything! No walls should stand between us. Or doors, for that matter.
[Is this a metaphor or literal or both... Well, the point still stands.] You weren't being inappropriate dressed like that, and it'd be very hard to think of anything that'd shock me, you know.
No, you're absolutely right. I had no business sitting around in such a state with company. I..... allowed myself to be far too lax with you.
[He'd been teasing. He knows Claude was teasing him but it doesn't make it any easier to excuse his poor behavior. He's supposed to be above reproach and here he is giving Claude things to embarrass him with. ]
Just because it may not shock you, hardly means it's appropriate.
[But he does shuffle to the side enough to crack the door ever so slightly, peeking out at him and looking rather distressingly like a kicked puppy, disappointed in himself for allowing such things that would embarrass him so much to happen in the first place.]
[He spreads his arms, as if to indicate wanting to give him a hug -- and whether he allows it or not, he'll continue.]
The only one judging you here is yourself. Personally, I really like seeing you loosen up, like I said before. This is your home, and you can kick back and relax in it however you want. I promise I wasn't trying to upset you about it.
[Lorenz hesitates for another moment before finally pushing the door open a little wider and allowing himself to step into the other man's outstretched arms. Even that makes guilt twinge in his stomach, though.]
I don't want to overstep or- [He flounders for a moment, not entirely certain what that "or" was meant to be. ] I don't know what I should be doing, I suppose. Is it alright to... to wear something like this with-
[And there's another thing he doesn't know. What should he call Khalid now? Whatever this is it's too informal to call him a suitor but not enough to call him a- a lover. So what? Boy... friend...? ]
With you...? Now, I mean... with... this? [A slight gesture between them, indicating whatever their relationship is now. Perhaps Claude will deign to give him an answer on that as well.]
[Lorenz is just as surprised by the fact that this is apparently only just now occurring to him?!?! He glances aside, face still burning but with a far less cute kind of fluster. His brow furrowed, something not quite hurt in his expression but close enough.
He hates being made to feel like an idiot just because he.... doesn't always recognize when something he's known to be true his entire life is, in fact, a pile of lies and unreasonable expectations. He knows some people chose to ignore it but those are the same people that are looked down on and spoken ill of in most circles. Commoner and Noble alike.
The fact that he can't find anything to say for himself that's not going to come out defensive and possibly just outright mean is answer enough though. So he tugs his robe tighter, hugging himself and studiously avoiding meeting Claude's gaze so he doesn't have to see him look disappointed at him.]
[Claude can read his body language well enough. He runs a hand through his own hair, evidently agitated but willing himself to dial it back a notch.]
Lorenz... Convention and I don't get along very well, so I don't have much patience for it. But I also know that doesn't mean you'd think like me. I just... don't want to act like something I'm not.
[All this modesty and unspoken rules are simply not for him, but trying to get close to Lorenz means coming up against them constantly. But he doesn't want to rail against them too much if that will simply make Lorenz unhappy too, so... Is Claude being unreasonable, trying to be too pushy too soon?
He doesn't have an answer to something they're both still figuring out, so he simply sighs.]
Um-- maybe I should give you some privacy for a while. I did interrupt you going for a shower and all, so...
[Lorenz flinches a little at the very idea, finally looking at Claude again, frowning slightly.]
I don't even realize I'm doing something because of... Some belief or standard put in place by the church. I don't think to question things that are just..... how it's always been. I know that's not right and it bothers you and I am trying-
[He steps a little closer, reaching out to take Claude's hands in his, squeezing gently.]
Even recognizing it's going to be hard, for a time, to go against things. I don't mean to keep bickering with you over things that I'm sure you think are so foolish. I just... need time to figure some of it out too.
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[Is this a metaphor or literal or both... Well, the point still stands.] You weren't being inappropriate dressed like that, and it'd be very hard to think of anything that'd shock me, you know.
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[He'd been teasing. He knows Claude was teasing him but it doesn't make it any easier to excuse his poor behavior. He's supposed to be above reproach and here he is giving Claude things to embarrass him with. ]
Just because it may not shock you, hardly means it's appropriate.
[But he does shuffle to the side enough to crack the door ever so slightly, peeking out at him and looking rather distressingly like a kicked puppy, disappointed in himself for allowing such things that would embarrass him so much to happen in the first place.]
I'm sorry.
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[He spreads his arms, as if to indicate wanting to give him a hug -- and whether he allows it or not, he'll continue.]
The only one judging you here is yourself. Personally, I really like seeing you loosen up, like I said before. This is your home, and you can kick back and relax in it however you want. I promise I wasn't trying to upset you about it.
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I don't want to overstep or- [He flounders for a moment, not entirely certain what that "or" was meant to be. ] I don't know what I should be doing, I suppose. Is it alright to... to wear something like this with-
[And there's another thing he doesn't know. What should he call Khalid now? Whatever this is it's too informal to call him a suitor but not enough to call him a- a lover. So what? Boy... friend...? ]
With you...? Now, I mean... with... this? [A slight gesture between them, indicating whatever their relationship is now. Perhaps Claude will deign to give him an answer on that as well.]
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Wait-- you're not saying only married couples should be undressed around each other or something, are you? Come on.
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He hates being made to feel like an idiot just because he.... doesn't always recognize when something he's known to be true his entire life is, in fact, a pile of lies and unreasonable expectations. He knows some people chose to ignore it but those are the same people that are looked down on and spoken ill of in most circles. Commoner and Noble alike.
The fact that he can't find anything to say for himself that's not going to come out defensive and possibly just outright mean is answer enough though. So he tugs his robe tighter, hugging himself and studiously avoiding meeting Claude's gaze so he doesn't have to see him look disappointed at him.]
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Lorenz... Convention and I don't get along very well, so I don't have much patience for it. But I also know that doesn't mean you'd think like me. I just... don't want to act like something I'm not.
[All this modesty and unspoken rules are simply not for him, but trying to get close to Lorenz means coming up against them constantly. But he doesn't want to rail against them too much if that will simply make Lorenz unhappy too, so... Is Claude being unreasonable, trying to be too pushy too soon?
He doesn't have an answer to something they're both still figuring out, so he simply sighs.]
Um-- maybe I should give you some privacy for a while. I did interrupt you going for a shower and all, so...
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[Lorenz flinches a little at the very idea, finally looking at Claude again, frowning slightly.]
I don't even realize I'm doing something because of... Some belief or standard put in place by the church. I don't think to question things that are just..... how it's always been. I know that's not right and it bothers you and I am trying-
[He steps a little closer, reaching out to take Claude's hands in his, squeezing gently.]
Even recognizing it's going to be hard, for a time, to go against things. I don't mean to keep bickering with you over things that I'm sure you think are so foolish. I just... need time to figure some of it out too.