[Without Achilles advancing on him like prey, Ryuji's comfort level rises back to its normal pace. He's laid his cards out on the table- he's told him that he finds him attractive, and he's defensively taken the stance that if he wants mana from him, it's going to have to be in the confines of something more than just a power transfer. Not much more ground he can stand on to defend himself, because.

At 17, it's really hard to turn someone down that wants to have sex with you. Nonetheless, he smiles back at the other warmly, inviting, earnest and simple. Very much Ryuji.]

It's your ego that's bruised, not your heart. Trust me, man. I'm like. An expert at this shit. And if it were busted up, I'll take care of that too. [Oh god, he's glowing red at that. But it was nice, at least, to flirt like this for a little while. He's getting his hair tussled back and forth and Achilles looks like he's about to bolt now that he's been stood up for a good meal.]

Leavin'?