Man, I mean, if you insist...it's not like I was really asking to do it...

[ DIRTY. FUCKING. LIAR. ]

...but I wouldn't have done it without getting an okay or something. You know, if I'd been asking...

[ Even as he continued down that weird road of denial he shifted just a little, just resting a hand on Abbacchio's chest. That was it for now, even if his first instinct had been to just straight up stick his hand in the other man's shirt.

Don't do it, Mista. ]