Re: [B&B: Shiloh & Diego]
Shiloh smiled broad. "I never promised to be easy to follow. I'm only consistent in my inconsistency," he said, smug faced and boastful. He didn't mind sending mixed messages. Life was a messy and confusing affair, and he wasn't a dependable creature, not beyond being counted on to cause trouble in every room he entered. He was chaos, pure and simple and for its own enjoyment, and he thought most people he encountered took life too seriously. Which was just another Mother-caused defense mechanism, and a shrink would have a field day. "But I thank you for complimenting me."
He lifted a shoulder when Diego cataloged Second City as too dangerous. "To each their own," he said, meaning it fully. He was a risk taker, and Second City was more interesting than risky, but some people liked living life more carefully. Not everyone had a death wish. He didn't even have a death wish these days, having already come near enough to the hereafter that revisiting wasn't high on his to-do list.
He laughed easily. Laughing, enjoying himself, enjoying life, these were all things Shiloh wanted out of life. He wasn't troubled by Diego saying he hadn't intended to put out. "I can usually find a bed," he told Diego truthfully, no shame, no shyness, just truth put out there plainly.
"How about this coming Friday? I work at the arcade, but I close up around 10. Or is that past your bedtime?" He grinned a winning smile that wasn't the least bit concerned about teasing or confrontation. If Diego didn't like him and threw a punch, Shiloh would lap that shit up. He took what came his way with aplomb.