[Lio hadn't done much Moonlacing with anyone other than Galo, yet, though Jean wasn't the first to hold his hand. It still made him jump a little when that contact was initiated and that tingling shot up his arm. How it felt so natural with Galo and so startling with anyone else was beyond him.

He shifted his grip on Jean's fingers, making sure to hold tight. It was more effective that way.]

Look on the bright side, you can't be any worse at socializing than me.

[It was meant to be a joke, but the look on Lio's face was still one of melancholy, and the humor in his tone couldn't have even been called half-hearted.]

Sorry, I'm in a bad mood tonight. Probably why I'm already on my third cigarette. [And why he asked for Jean's company.]