<span style="font-family: 'Georgia'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Sebastian should definitely tell Ayaan to leave. The fact that he was so tempted to ask Ayaan to say was exactly why he should tell him to leave and exactly why the words stuck in his throat. He let his eyes roav over the boys form, mulling over his options. He didn't necessarily need help bathing. The tub was straightforward enough to figure it out on his own. That wasn't a viable justification for asking. And he wasn't in the practice of using slaves, either. If he was known for it prior to coming here, it would have been easy to ask him to stay. <br/>
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But this was Ayaan's job...he was supposed to help. And he had no idea that Sebastian wasn't in the business of using slaves, no matter where he went. He would think it totally normal for Sebastian to ask for his help. He likely wouldn't even be phased by it. He certainly hadn't been when Lydia suggested that's what he should do. And of course, Lydia had instructed Ayaan to help with Sebastian's bath. Would it not be rude to refuse her? Not that Sebastian cared about being rude to Lydia...<br/>
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Sebastian sighed and shook his head to dispel his warring thoughts. He was only going in circles at this point and Ayaan was probably made nervous by Sebastian's hesitation. He would leave it up to Ayaan. Yes, a perfect middle ground. <br/>
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"I wouldn't mind the company, but you don't have to stay," he groused, averting his eyes. He grabbed the back of his shirt and tugged it over his head, letting it pool on the floor. With that, he began to unfasten his pants. </span></span>