The creamy russet-hued man saw the shift in his companion's eyes, the relaxation of the corners. Yuka remained silent, intrigued by what exactly Aytigin would have to say about him. His words were polite enough, nothing he hadn't heard before and didn't already know, but something about hearing them from the dark handsome man made something in his stomach turn. It wasn't exactly unpleasant but it certainly wasn't comfortable. It was a familiar feeling, something he'd only felt once before. With Inali. He felt his face heat up and he broke eye contact for a moment before looking back up at the man. His ending question threw him off. It was random and something no one ever asked him. From it, Yuka deducted that his new whatever, friend, he supposed this was, could be quite impulsive.

He did have a favorite color though, "Blue, I like water." Mostly because it calmed him down but he also found beauty in it. He was quiet for a moment before he spoke, "And just for the record, I think you're attractive as well." Another pause, "Do you..uh..have a favorite color?" It was a question he had never asked anyone either.

Aytigin accepted his answer and compliment without a hitch and Yuka felt as if their conversation was going quite well, certainly for the Left Hand. The man's answer was almost amusing. Snow and white were pure, but it was such a stark contrast to the man in front of him, who would stick out like a sore paw if he were spotted in a field of patted down white snow but so would Yuka. The older man flushed again at the Aytigin's bold statement because he was most certainly talking about the Left Hand's eyes. Yuka shook his head, even going as far to roll his eyes. His voice was soft when he spoke, "Yeah? Well, you have nice eyes too." Yuka shot a knowing look at the younger man before standing up, stretching his limbs, and shaking out his coat.

While this was lovely and he had enjoyed their little chat there were more productive things he could be doing. "Thank you again, for the meal, but I should really get going. Borders to mark and all." He nodded his head to the younger man. He would wait for any response, if there was any before heading out.

Aytigin was sweet, impulsive, nervous, but still a mystery all the same. They were clearly very different in looks and personality but something had clearly pulled the two of them together. There was only so long that Yuka could socialize though. Aytigin's proposal was again, bold and impulsive, but it was not something he could refuse. He nodded his head, voice firm, "Sure, that'd be nice. See you later." With those parting words, the man started towards the border, content on remarking them and getting some rest after this long ass day.