[He could just go. He should go. That's the nature of Sampo Koski, there and back again, the kind of guy who abandons people for his own little selfish needs. But then again, he's someone who has his own moral code to abide by, one that certain other Fools would sniff at and deride. He has limits. He won't go as so far as to be abnormally cruel. As much as he would like to, as much as he would.]

[As much as he might have done in the past. This is the here and now. For a shuddering little bird after a storm, he'll hold him up, until (if, when, many such words) he moves on.]

[Is it bad?]

[He both hates and loves it in equal measure. Those emotions fight like maligned lovers themselves in his chest. He laughs a little, the sound rumbling through his chest warmly, before the man's lips are at the little square of skin under his jaw and-]

[Oh.]

[Sampo lets out an embarrassing sort of noise, embarrassed too, as the blood flushes up into his cheeks. The look that Elysium (rightfully) teased him on. What a rascal this man is. He has half a mind to simply whistle and tip him over the edge and be done with this whole mess and a half. Easy peasy.]

Hey. [He doesn't, of course, but that doesn't stop him from letting a hand snake up to gently yank on the man's ear with an aggrieved sigh.] Sampo will make you pay for that one sometime. With interest. Never say a businessman like myself never gets his due.

[But that aside...]

[That is a question and a half. It flummoxes him in a different way than the sore spot on his neck. If that's what he wants? Who would want Sampo Koski to throw his opinion in on, well, anything?]

Aghhh. [Jiminy Aha Christmas.] I'm no doctor, as much as I'd like to tease myself as one. I mean, you know more about this than I do, but...

[Does he?]

[Does he want him to...pursue that? Tie the little bird down once and for all.]

I can't lead a horse to water and can't make him drink. But maybe one of these days...honestly? Yeah. I would. Life's a big circus, y'know? I can't have you missing out.