[wow, he could swear if he wanted to! it's just that sizhui obviously doesn't want to right now!!!

the automated warning sound prompts the younger man to move them a little further away from the door (since he realized he's still technically holding shun's hand), but once they're near a couple of empty seats, he gestures toward them in case shun might like to sit.

sizhui has not, however, let go of his hand for that exact reason.] Yes, it is. I hope you don't mind if I, ah, keep holding onto you? I can let go if you like. [a beat] Or hold your arm instead?