( well, he isn't expecting to get rescued by a pretty blonde woman, but that's prisma for you. her touch is cold, but it's more comforting than he expects — sure, gino is touch starved as is, and sure, he's completely hammered, but even through the haze it feels ... almost electrifying. unconsciously, he nods his head back into her palm, not unlike a cat. )

You're quite. Nurturing.

( is this how you flirt?

regardless, he sits up straighter at her insistence, ever a good boy in following orders. dutifully, he accepts the water bottle, taking a thick swallow and feeling a bit clearer in the head once he tosses it back. not completely righted, of course, but it's better. )

You make it a habit of taking care of strangers? Thank you, by the way — I, uh. Needed that.