[He would have rather been greeted with a gunblade t b h.

There's not a hell of a whole lot to look at here in their lovely accommodations so when she starts moving around, swishing her tail, he can't really help but to watch. Idle curiosity, mostly, a few years of military training whispering in the back of his mind to take note of his surroundings.

He's not being weird about it, at least, feigning lost interest and tilting his head side to side, stretching out the kinks being stuck sitting were starting to build.]

You wanna hear about the one where the gods made us fuck or the one where we got fuzzy ears like yours once a month and still had to fuck?

[Intentionally crass, Seifer curious too how she'd react to his choice in phrasing. If she had ended up in either place she couldn't be that shy about the topic.]