[Terry pulls a bit of a face, less at the question itself and more because he doesn't really know what he wants. And the longer he has to think about it and what he's done in the past, he kind of realises that he never has. He just kinda goes along with what whoever he's with happens to want so long as it's not Too Much.]
[He considers it a moment longer before he decides he doesn't want to think about it any more. Finnick invited him here so he can deal with that. Instead he toes off his shoes and puts the drink down, moving over to the bed to plant himself in Finnick's lap.]
no subject
[He considers it a moment longer before he decides he doesn't want to think about it any more. Finnick invited him here so he can deal with that. Instead he toes off his shoes and puts the drink down, moving over to the bed to plant himself in Finnick's lap.]
What do you want?