~Splinter, standing by watching John and the others~<br/><br/>Splinter remained quiet as he listened to John and Wednesday talking to each other. Splinter himself had never been much of a talker, he was better at listening. Perhaps that was because he was rather shy, especially around new people. He had a hard time trusting anyone after all that he had been through. Merely 23 years of age and already he had been orphaned for about 9 years. Though no one knew that except for Wednesday and John. For the past 9 years those two had been like his family and them he trusted.<br/><br/>His gaze fell upon Saki as the man rose from the couch and he licked his lips. He wanted to say something but he was unsure what he should say. He glanced back towards John but he seemed to caught up in the conversation he had with Wednesday. His gaze fell back on Saki's back as he had now moved away from the others. Splinter tilted his head as he saw Saki's hips move.<em>He must be listening to music</em>, he thought to himself. His smile grew slightly, he himself used to do that sometimes as well. What else was there to do when you were cleaning a place?<br/><br/>Since Splinter had nothing better to do he kept his gaze on Saki as the man continued to move. Splinter swallowed and his cheeks turned a light shade of pink as he found his gaze had locked on to Saki's hips. What was he doing? He hadn't even spoken to the guy yet. But he couldn't help it, cause when the man moved it sent little tingles over his body. He looked so sensual as he moved. With a quick look at John, finding that he was still concentrating on his conversation Splinter took a few careful steps closer to Saki. Stopping dead in his track and blushing a little more as the man stopped dancing and moved over to sit by a table.<br/><br/>Splinter feet froze to the floor. Leaving him standing half way between John and the others and Saki. Without knowing which one he should go to.