There was a rushing sense coming on that perhaps he'd spoken too loosely. Sylvester was prone to opening up too much to a person he was attracted to--<i>Attracted to?!</i>He caught the thought and sent it barreling to the deepest, darkest hole where such feelings would never be allowed to resurface. From the way Max's brow shot up regarding his comment about Jason to the annoyed flick in his ear when he seemed to take offense to Sylvesteer's observations of himself. The less experienced male shifted nervously in his seat and tried to occupy his nerves by sipping some more of his tea. It was very good tea.<br/><br/>"If you take analysis of what luck really is, you might as well believe in fate." Sylvester had deep, complex thoughts to back up his words, but he wasn't accustomed to being in a truly intellectual conversation with someone who could genuinely provide intelligent insights or keep up with them. Rather, than elaborate on the thoughts, he sought to change the topic. "Jealously comes easily when you're faced with someone who is more successful than you. That remains true whether they've earned it or not. Though it's more justified to be jealous of someone who hasn't 'earned it'."<br/><br/>It wasn't as though Sylvester had anywhere to be, but there was the uncertainty of when it was appropriate to leave. Frankly, he was wary that his nerves from before the interview would get the better of him and cause him to say or do something he might regret. In a way, he wanted to have time to sort out his thoughts and really let everything sink in, from the potential of the job to his assessment of Max. He started to think of ways to close down, not wanting to be rude and suggest leaving without at least leaving on a positive note. "I'm honored if you think of me as a person who believes in true equality. It isn't as though I've made conscious efforts toward that end, though."<br/><br/>As soon as the words left his mouth, an idea surfaced. "But that's it, isn't it? There are too many people who believe in neko rights or even just claim to who do nothing about it." His index finger tapped to his bottom lip thoughtfully and he receded into his own mind for a moment before flashing an apologetic smile. "You'll have to excuse me. I'm honestly still a bit shaken by this whole experience. If it's all the same to you, I think I should take my leave. You have my contact information, so any details I need for the trip, you can send me in advance so I'm prepared. If you wanted to meet beforehand to form any sort of plan, by all means, give me a call."