[ gin opens her mouth to argue that he is quite agreeable, but then closes it. that is indeed her perspective however she can see how not many would find his ways even remotely charming. if she'd been more high-strung and less taken in, gin might have found her own temper in regards to him to be minimal.

it's difficult though, when he says those things and gin knows her mask is hiding her face but she's clearly flustered beneath. ]

This was supposed to be for work. [ she counters, shy before she pinches his side lightly. ] I wouldn't pick this for a date.

[ which you know now she's thinking about and this is terrible. she has work here, kisuke, thanks! ] Maybe we can have a drink when you're finished here?

[ because the stage is now clearly his, gin has always been more comfortable in shadows. ]