"Well that is asking an awful lot of the Peacekeeper, Hyacinth." Lorenz chimes in, smoothly reinserting himself to the conversation with slight smirk. He glances from Zechs to Sephiroth, considering, and then back to his fiance. "Besides. I don't believe you'd have need of any drugs. If I am thinking of the right Genesis? Delightfully tall redhead? Mmm yes, very talented I must say~"

He shifts his smirk to Sephiroth, something even more predatory in his smile as he turns to face him more fully. One handlifts to walk those delicate fingers up the larger man's chest appreciative and playful. "It's charming you think he is not just as bold as I am~"

And then, just like that, there's a pair of towels being pressed to his chest. As though Lorenz wasn't just looking at him like he'd rather devour him than let him shower.