~<em>Splinter talking to Saki</em>~<br/><br/>Splinter had to smile as Saki told him that he wasn't good at making conversation. He actually found himself to feel more relaxed that he wasn't the only one that felt that way. Saki had a lot of thing that he recognized in himself as well. "N... No... need to... a... apologize." He noticed that his stuttering was improving. Which could only mean one thing. And that was that he was beginning to feel quite relaxed in Saki's company. Something he wasn't quite used to. Since he really only knew John and Wednesday and they were a bit more bossy and strong willed then he was.<br/><br/>That's why it was nice to sit here with Saki. Even as those random questions and thoughts seemed to simple pop out of his mouth. He blushed a little as Saki began to rant about interest in guys, him being attractive and a whole lot of other things. He actually found this kind of thing cute. The nervousness, neither Wednesday nor John possessed it. She could hear Saki inhale sharply, his gaze traveling down to his chest again without him being able to help it. He recognized that sharp inhale. Hell, he had done that sharp inhale, and it really wasn't hard to see why Saki was beginning to act like this.<br/><br/>As he mentioned John he dragged his gaze away from Saki's chest, watching Johns profile as he was still speaking to Wednesday and who ever the other persons were. He felt a little guilty now, for simply having left John like that. But he could take care of himself, he was a big boy and he really didn't wanna leave Saki. Turning back to him, making no inkling to move anywhere. He smiled calmly as Saki did a funny face. There was something about this guy that he liked, more then the looks of course, but he still wasn't sure how much he could trust him.<br/><br/>That was always Splinter's biggest issue. Who could be trusted and who could not? His smile grew wider as Saki began to sing Hakuna Matata, simply listening to him at first and then laughing quietly, thought it could be seen in his body language that he was laughing. He wasn't the type to laugh out loud. He had never been. He tapped the beat to the song with his fingers, lightly against the table as he moved over to sit down in the chair next to Saki. Not really wanting to interrupt his singing.