[You say this like a clown god is not looking down and giving a thumbs up at this whole nonsense.]

[Also yes. This feels like they've made a step back from the abyss compared to last time. Which is fine, by Sampo's reckoning. It may not be as dangerous as he first expected, but there's a certain thrill to it, too. It's not the threat of death, but the threat of a hunter and a prized animal he wants to keep in a cage. Perhaps. maybe. Even his metaphors are escaping him, here.]

[The man's hand is on his, and Sampo leans in with a little huff of a sigh, forehead against forehead. His fingers curl over the other's, his free hand trailing, naughtily, at the curve of the man's hip. As I have you under me, he says. He would like that position.]

"Can't a guy be shady about normal things? Like deals, and bargains. Nothing more. Besides, I'll give you this, darling. I tell the truth when it gets the biggest laugh."

[And he laughs at that, as if to punctuate it.]

"From you, especially."