[Poggio]

He had regained control of his limbs, and when Ambrosia moved enough space way from his body he gently curled his fingers under the mans chin. He did not want this either. Galvin let out a little chuckle. “No... not this either.” He nudged the other man away coming up with an excuse. “I am sure they wont let me wear anything if I am half cocked and sticky.” Quickly he wiggled his body so that hi hips and thighs uncomfortably hid what the man was trying to get at, and he let his forehead fall on the cool glass window. Galvin tried his best to remain focused on the buildings outside.