Lex was attentive, determined to check Forest over. It had been a long time since someone took care of him in that way. A bit strange, coming from someone almost a stranger to him still, but he was comfortable with the young man. He was kind, seemed an honest sort. Just the type of person Forest found easy to be around. A bit unusual, touchy, but he easily chalked that up to him being raised somewhere else (which he could only assume with the accent). He hadn’t minded the contact. Hadn’t really thought much about it all really.<br/><br/>“Yeah, I think I could stand to get something down now. Without so much trouble for you.”<br/><br/><br/><br/>Mason raised his brows at Lex when he came down the stairs, clearly ready to start spewing accusations but he slid in beside him. Mason nodded his head ‘yes’ to answer his first question. The second, with him eyeing the glass, was answered in a different way. Neither would be coming downstairs, he didn’t imagine, so they could probably count on a bit of privacy. Mason might decide to put his anger aside at the notion.<br/><br/>Drink balanced in one hand he moved over to Lex, sliding over top him. He kissed him, deeply and possessively so that he could taste a few<i>drops</i>on his tongue. His hips effectively locked the slender male beneath him and when he broke away he offered the edge of the glass to him, tipping it up. Perhaps a bit too much at once.<br/><br/>He touched the young man’s face, seemingly trying to figure out his own emotional state. If he was willing to let it go or if he was still angry at Lex for what he perceived as either a slight against him or a disloyalty. His fingers danced on violence where they settled on his chin, looking into Lex’s pretty eyes. Gauging his reaction. Trying to see guilt or perhaps worry over what Mason was going to do next. Mason couldn’t figure out which emotion it is he wanted to see.