Out of the three of them, Seajay was the most tightly wound. Relaxing certainly wasn't his forte. Not really, anyway. But Orion did want to help him relax and unwind some. It was the least he could do, wasn't it? The question was...how exactly to help him relax? There were options, certainly. It just depended on which ones Seajay would feasibly go for.
He took in the embarrassment in Seajay's smile and the uncomfortable sound of his laugh before taking a second to stretch. Muscles rippled as they normally did as he stretched his arms up over his head before letting them rest at his sides. "You're not...or we're not...what, exactly?" he asked, turning to face the other man a little more fully. The question sounded entirely genuine and in reality, Orion was curious as to just what the answer to the question would be.