Caught dead in the act of unintentional ogling, Bagoas does the only thing that comes to mind: he'll excuse himself politely and leave his friend to his ablutions.
What actually happens is his eyes pop open while all the blood in his entire body seems to migrate to his face. Then, just like Glitch's sudden loss of inhibition, so too does Bagoas find himself without a brain-to-mouth filter.
"Oh look at the time, I think I forgot to stoke the fire at camp, dear me I'd better get going, you know how it is, pesky fire doesn't stroke-- stoke itself, haah, of course you know that, you're an inventor, silly me." Breathe. Smile. Bow.
[well of course you do]
What actually happens is his eyes pop open while all the blood in his entire body seems to migrate to his face. Then, just like Glitch's sudden loss of inhibition, so too does Bagoas find himself without a brain-to-mouth filter.
"Oh look at the time, I think I forgot to stoke the fire at camp, dear me I'd better get going, you know how it is, pesky fire doesn't stroke-- stoke itself, haah, of course you know that, you're an inventor, silly me." Breathe. Smile. Bow.
"I bid you a good day."