[He will unfortunately be trying a lot, and this may be the closest he gets on his own. For now at least.

Not receiving any backlash for turning down his offer was reassuring though and it's clear how he perks back up a bit, nodding as he listened on. While he was still visibly flustered from the offer, he could look at Sänger again.]

Thanks for that...

[He never took his hand to guide him, instead continuing with his non-verbal guidance. Slowly turning from his back, to his side, and eventually facing the shorter man directly. He wouldn't stop any scratches on his stomach or chest, but he would eventually point up higher to his collar bone and neck. Sheepish in his request, not wanting to interrupt the information he was getting.]

Hm. Having to watch out for drugged food and drinks is a real pain. I appreciate the suggestions. Isn't it a bit weird though, this place seems pretty populated.

[He hasn't noticed anything weird about the npcs.]

Aren't we all in the 'same storm' right now?