"Indeed," Sebastian replied automatically. It took him a few seconds to register what was being said, as distracted as he was. Far be it from him to fidget at his age because he was talking to a cute boy or girl, but Sebastian's long fingers were gracefully doodling on the smooth surface of their table as they talked, because all that energy had to go somewhere, and he was there just sitting still and doing his best not to act like a randy teenager.
There was a pause in which he didn't speak while he eyed Christopher, and it made his cheeks color to realize it. So much for not acting like a hormonal teen.